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HYMNS 


CHRISTIAN    DEVOTION; 


ESPECIALLY    ADAPTED    TO 


is 

THE  UNIYERSALIST  DENOMINATION. 


BY  J.  G.  ADAMS   AND  E.  H.  CHAPIN. 


BOSTON: 

ABEL     TOMPKINS. 

1847. 


^$\^L  PREFACE. 

In  presenting  this  work  to  the  public,  the  compilers  would 
say,  that  they  do  not  intend  it  as  a  rival  of  any  other  Hymn 
Cook  already  in  existence  ;  but,  if  advancement  in  the  light 
of  other  good  works  be  allowable,  as  an  improvement  on 
them  all.  Although  evidently  designed  in  one  sense  for  a 
denomination,  they  have  also  intended  that  it  shall  answer 
in  some  measure  the  demands  of  a  liberal  and  progressive 
Christianity  —  a  Christianity,  under  whatever  name  or  pre- 
tension found,  that  would  diffuse  Christ's  spirit  and  do  his 
works  of  truth  and  love  among  men. 

We  have  sought  to  give  variety  in  ihese  Hymns  ;  to 
have  the  number  ample  enough  ;  and  while  cautious  in 
reference  to  their  literary  character,  to  select  those  of  a  de- 
votional tendency,  rather  than  those  chiefly  commendable 
for  their  poetical  excellence.  We  have  intended  also  to  pay 
due  respect  to  the  old  Hymns  so  justly  familiar  with  those 
of  every  age  among  our  worshippers,  while  we  have  not 
been  unmi»dful  of  the  new  claimants  of  public  favor. 

It  will  be  perceived  that  there  is  a  greater  variety  of 
Hymns  on  several  topics  than  in  most  other  Hymn  Books 
now  in  use  among  us ;  especially  in  reference  to  the  philan- 
thropic nature  of  our  religion,  and  the  peculiar  indications 
of  this  nature  in  the  present  age.  In  the  department  of  the 
book  entitled  "  Triumph  of  Christianity,*'  faithfulness  in 
representing  this  great  truth  is  designed.  In  all  instances 
where  the  authorship  of  a  hymn  could  be  ascertained,  it  has 
been  given.  Of  a  few  hymns,  however,  taken  from  a  copy 
of  the  new  Cambridge  Unitarian  Hymn  Book,  kindly  handed 
us  in  sheets,  it  was  not  known  whether  they  were  original 
or  not.  They  appear  in  this  book,  therefore,  in  company 
with  quite  a  number  of  original  ones,  without  any  special 
mark  thus  to  designate  them. 

To  the  friends  who  have  so  kindly  aided  us,  by  sugges- 
tions or  contributions,  we  return  our  sincere  thanks ;  and  to 
the  Christian  public  do  we  now  humbly  dedicate  this  work, 
invoking  the  blessing  of  God  upon  its  use,  and  praying  that 
it  may  be  welcomed  by  many  souls  seeking  the  aids  and 
blessings  of  Christian  devotion. 

J.  G.  Adams. 

Boston,  August  1,  1846.  E.  H.  Chapin. 

Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1S46,  by 

ABEL   TOMPKINS, 
In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  Massachusetts. 

STEREOTYPED   BY   GEORGE   A.    CURTIS,    BOSTON. 


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GENERAL  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HYMNS. 

Introduction  and  Close  of  Worship,  ...  1  to  100 
Character,  Attributes  and  Providence  of 

God, 101  to  148 

General  Praise, 149  to  167 

Religion  of  Nature, 168  to  183 

The  Scriptures, 184  to  197 

Christ  ;  his  Character  and  Offices,    .     .     .  198  to  256 

The  Gospel  and  its  Invitations,       ....  257  to  253 

Triumph  of  Christianity, 284  to  322 

Repentance  and  Reformation, 323  to  338 

Christian  Character  and  Life, 339  to  421 

Devout  Exercises, 422  to  513 

Life,  Death  and  Futurity, 514  to  565 

Mourning  and  Consolation,    .......  566  to  605 

Submission  and  Reliance, 606  to  635 

Religious  Exultation, 636  to  652 

The  Church  and  Ordinances, 653  to  695 

Dedications;  Ordinations;  Installations,  .  696  to  71S 
Associations,   Conventions   and   Missionary 

Meetings, 719  to  737 

Early  Religious  Culture, 738  to  763 

Philanthropic  Subjects, 764  to  824 

Seamen's  Hymns, 825  to  835 

National  Hymns, 836  to  850 

The  Seasons.  Annual  Occasions.  &c.   .     .     .  851  to  901 

Social  and  Domestic  Worship, 902  to  934 

Morning  and  Evening  Hymns, 935  to  960 

Miscellaneous, 961  to  1005 

Doxologies, 1006  to  1008 


INDEX  OF  FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn 

Above,  below,  where'er  I  gaze, 116 

According  to  thy  gracious  word, 690 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 609 

Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice, 83 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 32 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light, 60 

A  glance  from  heaven  with  sweet  effect, 526 

A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, ' 186 

A  holy  air  is  breathing  round, 917 

Ah  !  wretched  souls  who  strive  in  vain, 443 

A  King  shall  reign  in  righteousness, 255 

All  from  the  sun's  uprise, 166 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus' name, 246 

All  hail,  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 770 

All  nature  dies  and  lives  again, 550 

All  nature  feels  attractive  power, 381 

All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare, 9S4 

All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth, 766 

All  powerful,  self-existent  God, 146 

All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 94 

Almighty  former  of  creation's  plan, 121 

Almighty  God,  in  humble  prayer, 459 

Almighty  God,  thy  wondrous  works, 139 

Almighty  King,  whose  wondrous  hand, 515 

Almighty  Maker,  Lord  of  all, 489 

Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 874 

Along  my  earthly  way, 521 

Amazing,  beauteous  change, 312 

Am  I  an  Israelite  indeed, 502 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 369 

Amid  surrounding  gloom  and  waste, 994 

Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 487 

And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 627 

And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high, 4S1 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love, 357  , 

And  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest, 563 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year, 895 

Angels!  roll  the  rock  away, 235 

Another  day  is  past, 950 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 58 

Approach  not  the  altar  with  gloom  in  thy  soul, 965 

Approach,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 663 

Around  Bethesda's  healing  wave, 221 

Arrayed  in  clouds  of  golden  light, 210 

As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 773 

As  bowed  by  sudden  storms,  the  rose, 579 

As  earth's  pageant  passes  by, •   .  421 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep, 519 

As  in  solemn  congregation, 687 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 893 

A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won, 340 

As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 292 

As  the  evening  shadows  gather, 716 

As  the  hart  with  eager  looks,       423 

As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn, 582 

As  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread, 551 

As  when  the  deluge  waves  were  gone, 963 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  5 

Hymn 

At  God's  command  the  morning  ray,     

At  the  portals  of  thy  house,  .  • 72 

Auspicious  morning,  hail. 

Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn, 430 

A  voice  from  the  desert- comes  awful  and  shrill, 199 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun. 936 

Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes, 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 368 

Awake  our  souls,  away  our  fears . 370 

Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death, 671 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 4 

Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay, 161 

Begin  the  high  celestial  strain, 

Behold,  amid  his  little  flock, 683 

Behold  my  servant,  see  him  rise, 19? 

Behold,  on  Ziou's  heavenly  shore, 561 

Behold  th'  amazing  sight, 

Behold  the  grace  appears, 206 

Behold  the  lofty  sky, 188 

Behold  the  morning  sun 2S0 

Behold  the  path  which  mortals  tread, 541 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace .  216 

Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross, 231 

Behold  the  western  evening  light, 544 

Behold,  what  wondrous  grace 442- 

Behold  where  hreathing  love  divine. 225 

Behold  where  in  a  mortal  form,   . 239 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 4~->7 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head, 531 

Bereft  of  all.  when  hopeless  care, 633; 

'h  snares  on  every  hand, 455 

Be  thou,  O.God,  exalted  high 149 

Be  with  me.  Lord,  where'er  I  go 4S8- 

Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 10S 

Blessed  be  thy  name  forever, 170 

Blessed  state  and  happv  he. 964 

Bless.  O  bless,  Almighty  Father, 

Bless.  O  Lord,  each  opening  year S94 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see, 344 

Blest  are  the  meek,  he  said, 343 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart, 351 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 393 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know, 276 

Blest  be  the  hour  when  friends  shall  meet 580 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  hinds 699 

■  of  God.  most  calm,  most  bright, 8 

Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires, 44 

Blest  instructer  !  from  thy  ways , 

Blest  is  the  hour  when  cares  depart, 708 

Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 410 

Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 925 

Blest  who  with  generous  pity  glows, 

Blest  with  unearthly  bliss  were  they, 911 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 261 

Borne  o'er  the  ocean's  stormy  wave, 373 

Bound  upon  th' accursed  tree 848 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed 681 

Breathe  thoughts  of  pity  o'er  a  brother's  fall, 814 

Brethren  beloved  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Brighter  shines  the  gospel  day 263 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 209 

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6  INDEX    OF    FIRST   LINES. 

Hymn 

Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 271 

Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far, 274 

Brother,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow, 591 

Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky, 576 

By  cool  Siloanrs  shady  rill, 739 

Called  by  the  Sabbath  bells  away, 69 

Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 5^9 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, 292 

Can  creatures  to  perfection  find, 142 

Child  amidst  the  flowers  at  play, 372 

Children  of  light,  awake, 359 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 379 

Choice  of  God.  thou  blessed  day, 59 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 663 

Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 730 

Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust. 545 

Come  hither  all  ye  weary  souls, 259 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  Heavenly  Dove, 501 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 662 

Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 303 

Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God, 52 

Come,  let  us  pray,  't  is  sweet  10  feel, 447 

Come.  O  thou  Universal  Good, 435 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 283 

Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 644 

Come,  sing  a  Saviour's  power, 287 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 47 

Come  the  rich,  and  come  the  poor, 973 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King, 2 

Come,  thou  soul-transforming  spirit, 82 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 20 

Come  to  the  living  waters,  come, 281 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,      575 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 417 

Creation's  sovereign  Lord, 753 

Creator  Spirit,  by  "whose  light, 76 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground, 229 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness, 647 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust, 315 

Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 594 

Dear  is  the  hallowed  morn  to  me, 969 

Dear  Lord,  behold  thy  servants  here, 725 

Death  has  been  here  and  borne  away, 760 

Death  moves  with  victor's  tread, 1004 

Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone, 566 

Drop  the  limpid  waters  now, 670 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 63 

Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  friend, 678 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 107 

Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 80 

Eternal  God.  our  humbled  souls, 993 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy,      856 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light,      81 

Eternal  Source  of  light  and  thought, 74 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 123 

Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 133 

Faith  adds  now  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 375 

Faith,  hope  and  charity,  these  three, 388 

Faith,  hope  and  love,  now  dwell  on  earth, 387 

Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop, 376 

Fallen  is  thy  throne,  O  Israel, 976 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  ( 

Hymn 

Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 656 

Farewell,  dear  friend  !  a  long  farewell, 757 

Farewell,  thou  once  a  mortal 600 

Farewell,  what  power  of  words  can  tell, 578 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 26 

Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 559 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 463 

Father,  adored  in  worlds  above, -"U 

Father  and  Friend,  thy  light,  thy  love, 473 

Father,  at  this  altar  bending, 717 

Father,  at  thy  footstool  see, 916 

Father,  bless  thy  word  to  all, 85 

Father,  breathe  an  evening  blessing, 942 

Father  Divine,  the  Saviour  cried, 241 

Father,  gathered  round  the  bier, 596 

Father,  hear  us  when  we  pray 904 

Father.  I  know  thy  ways  are  just 4S5 

Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  my  heart, 11 

Father,  lo  we  consecrate, 699 

Father  of  all,  in  every  age, 432 

Father  of  ail,  Omniscient  mind, Ill 

Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou, 470 

Father  of  all,  where  shall  we  find, 50 

Father  of  all,  whose  cares  extend, 433 

Father  of  faithful  Abraham,  hear, 317 

Father  of  light,  conduct  my  feet, 450 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 491 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 613 

Father  of  omnipresent  grace, 73 

Father  of  our  feeble  race, 764 

Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise, 752 

Father,  thy  paternal  care, 943 

Father,  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe, 103 

Father,  united  by  thy  grace, 907 

Fither,  we  bless  the'gentle  care, 934 

Father,  we  pray  for  those  who  dwell, 816 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss, 509 

Father,  who  of  old  descended, 801 

Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 220 

Feeble,  helpless,  how  shall  I, 250 

For  all  thy  saints,  O  God 931 

For  all  who  love  thee  and  thy  cause, 795 

For  a  season  called  to  part, 921 

Fonrive  us  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 325 

For  thee,  O  God.  our  constant  praise, 33 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, .  21 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love 877 

Flung  to  the  heedless  winds, 930 

Friend  after  friend  departs, 572 

From  early  dawning  lisrht, 613 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 412 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 733 

From  the  holy  mount  above, 267 

From  the  table  now  retiring, 695 

From  worship  now  thy  church  dismiss, 83 

From  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet, 751 

Gently,  my  Father,  let  me  down, 536 

Give  us  room  that  we  may  dwell, 291 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 637 

Glad  was  my  heart  to  hear, 19 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 653 


8  INDEX   OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 1 55" 

Glory  to  God  on  high, 1006 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 946 

God  bless  our  native  land, 849 

God,  from  whom  all  blessings  How, 913 

God  guard  the  poor !  we  may  not  see, 7-*' 

God  in  his  temple  let  us  meet,      75 

God.  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 192 

God  is  a  spirit  just  and  wise, 436 

God  is  love,  his  mercy  brightens, 114 

God  is  my  strong  salvation, 636 

God  is  our  refuge  and  defence, 634 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,  . 128 

God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 493 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee, 618 

God  of  love,  we  look:  to  thee, 90S 

God  of  mercy  and  of  wisdom, 717 

God  of  mercy,  do  thou  never, 844 

God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer, 73^ 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days, 633 

God  of  our  fathers,  from  whose  hand, 98S 

God  of  our  fathers,  't  is  thy  hand, 791 

God  of  our  life,  thy  constant  care, 899 

God  of  our  lives,  thy  various  praise, 890 

God  of  our  mercy  and  our  praise, 386 

God  of  the  fair  and  open  sky, 180 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice, 939 

God  of  the  poor,  whose  listening  ear, 781 

God  of  the  universe,  whose  hand, 135 

God  of  the  year,  with  songs  of  praise, 884 

God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul, 134 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 954 

God,  who  is  just  and  kind, 496 

Good  is  the  heavenly  King, 859 

Go,  messengers  of  peace  and  love, 721 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 230 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 592 

Go  to  the  pillow  of  disease, 767 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 373 

Go.  ye  messengers  of  God, 731 

Grace!  't  is  a  charming  sound 652 

Gracious  Source  of  every  biessing, 901 

Great  God,  and  wilt  thou  condescend, 763 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 878 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings, 6 

Great  God,  at  thy  command,     863 

Groat  God,  at  whose  all-powerful  call, 852 

Great  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye, 842 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou, 112 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view, 126 

Great  God,  let  all  our  tuneful  powers, <s;'i 

Great  God,  my  joyful  thanks  to  thee, 444 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee, 84  1 

Great  God,  the  heavens'  well  ordered  frame, 168 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth, 732 

Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine, 10 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 886 

Great  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent, 929 

Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise, 190 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway, 297 

Great  King  of  Glory,  come, 705 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINKS.  9 

Ilyimi 

Great  Maker  of  unnumbered  worlds, 672 

Great  Shepherd  of  the  people,  hear, 27 

Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 10)1 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah,     467 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 769 

Hail!  all  hail  the  joyful  morn, 908 

Hail,  great  Creator,  wise  and  nood, 172 

Hail,  love  divine,  joys  ever  new, 774 

Hail,  source  of  light,  of  life,  and  love, 167 

Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds, 731 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 283 

Hail  10  the  Sabbath  day 42 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 775 

Happy  soul,  that,  safe  from  harm, 478 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 3?3 

Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps, 402 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 349 

Hark,  a  voice  divides  the  sky 548 

Hark!  hark  I  with  harps  of  gold, 203 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 212 

Hark,  the  song  of  jubilee, 305 

Hark,  the  voice  of  choral  song, 792 

Hark!  what  celestial  notes. 207 

Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices,      201 

bat  a  Saviour's  voice 279 

Hoar  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 978 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims, 547 

Heaven  is  here,  its  hymns  of  gladness, 419 

Heaven  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease, 565 

He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies, 234 

He  knelt,  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 226 

Help  us,  O  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear, 783 

Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 915 

Herald  of  the  Lord's  salvation, 712 

Here,  gracious  God,  do  thou, 63 

Here  in  the  broken  bread, 6^2 

Here  in  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  meet, 869 

He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 771 

He  who  walks  in  virtue's  way 412 

Hiirh  in  the  heavens,  Eternal  God, 125 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 562 

Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name, 29 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none, 136 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 150 

Hosanna  !  Lord,  thine  angels  cry, 64 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord, 995 

How  beautiful  the  sight 

How  blest  amid  all  blessing, " 

How  blest  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 765 

How  blest  is  he  who  ne'er  consents, 4M9 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds, 

How  blest  thy  creature  is,  O  God, 258 

How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear • 

How  glad  the  tone  when  summer's  sun, 

How  good  and  pleasant  is  the  sight, 902 

How  gracious  the  promise,  how  soothing  the  word, 2^2 

How  happy  is  he  born  or  taught, 403 

How  honored  is  the  place,      654 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair, 53 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord, 914 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 66 


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INDEX    OF    FIRST  LINES. 


Hjmn 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I, 14 

How  pleasing.  Lord,  to  see, 923 

How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace, 110 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine, -.  189 

How  rich  ihy  favors.  God  of  grace, 445 

How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King, 885- 

How  shall  I  praise  th'  Eternal  God, 117 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 74 1 

How  shall  we  praise  thee.  Lord  of  light, 37 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  Gospel's  sound, 217 

How  sweet  "to  bless  the  Lord, 30 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay, 919 

How  swest  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 436 

How  sweet  upon  this  sacred  day, 9 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolLs, 528 

How  various  and  how  new, 556 

How  welcome  to  the  soul  when  pressed, 49 

If  human  kindness  meets  return, 691 

If  listening  as  I  listen  still, 465- 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize, 625 

I  hear  the  voice  of  woe. 823- 

I '11  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name, 13 

I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 577 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away, 421 

I  love  thy  church.  O  God 657 

I  may  not  scorn  the  meanest  thing, 820 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 400 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 106 

In  darkness  as  in  light, 129 

Indulgent  God,  whose  bounteous  care, ........  947 

In  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 249 

In  God's  eternity,    ..." 291 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines, 840 

I  praised  the  earth  in  beauty  seen,      ► 182 

Interval  of  grateful  shade, 949 

In  the  broad  fields  of  heaven, 585 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, ■  .   .   .   .  619 

In  the  glad  morn  of  life, When  youth, 746 

lu  the  morning  sow  thy  seed, 1003 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 742 

In  thy  courts  let  peace  be  found, 969 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God, 630 

I  sing  the  mighty  power  of  God, 119 

Isles  of  the  south,  awake,      . 321 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me, 84 

Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 120 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart, 354 

Is  this  a  fist  for  me, 871 

It  is  the  one  true  light, 197 

I  want  a  principle  within, 419 

I  want  a  sober  mind, 416 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 431 

Jehovah  God!  thy  gracious  power, 1;>^ 

Jerusalem,  my  glorious  home, 

Jeeus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 604 

lightful,  charming  name, 

Jeeus  demands  this  heart  of  mine, 329 

Jesus  his  empire  shall  extend, 28ti 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 512 

Jesus  invites  his  friends, 692 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun, 284 


INDEX    OF    FIRST     LINES.  11 


Jesus,  the  friend  of  man 6v5 

Jesus,  thou  source  of  calm  repose, -•   ' 

1  hat  precept  is  like  thine 

John  was  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 214 

Join,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord 1ST 

Joined  in  a  union,  firm  and  strong 

Join  every  tongue  u>  praise  the  Lord, 

Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

JoV  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come, 213 

Kind  Lord,  before  thy  face 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

King  of  the  world  !  I  worship  thee, 961 

y  soul,  thy  full  salvation 100(1 

Lamp  of  our  feet,  whose  hallowed  beam, 194 

Lay  her  gently  in  the  dust 5S7 

Lead  us  with  thy  gentle  sway 5)6 

Let  all  the  earth i  their  voices  raise, 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join l(j::: 

Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 

Let  deepest  silence  all  around, 464 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 257 

Let  monumental  pillars  rise, 

Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast, 660 

Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Let  party  names  no  more, 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 673 

'•  Let  there  be  light."  when  from  on  high, 975 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie, 145 

Let  us  join  as  God  commands, '.'(' 

Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind 163 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 7l'.< 

Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 594 

Lift  aloud  the  voice  of  praise 713 

Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high,     562 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  firs 

Like  Israel's  hosts  to  exiie  driven, 538 

Like  morning,  when  her  early  breeze, 4-2G 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, ' 

I/).  God  is  here,  let  us  adore 64 

I  lie  darkening  cloud  abode, 

ur  Father's  temple  ours, 

Lord,  before  thy  presence  come, 

Lord,  bring  me  to  resign, 462 

Lord,  deliver,  thou  canst  save 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 98 

Lord,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray, 323 

Lord,  how  delightful 'tis  to  see 96 

Lord,  I  believe,  thy  power  I  own, 468 

Lord.  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 195 

Lord,  in  heaven  thy  dwelling  place, 39 

Lord,  in  thy  garden  agony, 480 

Lord  Jesus,  come,  for  here 619 

Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went, 7?^ 

Lord,  must  we  die.  O  let  us  die, 639 

Lord,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand 611 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 21 

Lord  of  glory.  King  of  power 953 

Lord  of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  ocean, 880 


12  TNDEX    OF     FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn 

Lord  of  my  life,  O  may  thy  praise, 940 

Lord  of  the  sea,  thy  potent  sway, 823 

Lord  of  the  wide  extended  main, 825 

Lord  of  the  worlds  below, 867 

Lord,  in  thy  Zion's  wall, 714 

Lord,  send  thy  word  and  let  it  run, 80S 

Lord,  subdue  our  selfish  will, 392 

Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray, 762 

Loid,  that  I  may  learn  of  thee, 505 

Lord,  thou  art  good,  all  nature  shows, 130 

Lord,  thou  didst  arise  and  say, 824 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through, 109 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 661 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 22 

Lord,  we  believe  a  rest  remains, 479 

Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way, 323 

Lord,  when  thou  saidst  "  so  let  it  be,", 176 

Lord,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 35 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 837 

Lord,  who 's  the  happy  man  that  may, 347 

Lo,  the  day  of  rest  declineth, 91 

Lo,  the  lilies  of  the  field, 179 

Lo  !  the  prisoner  is  released, 601 

Loud,  raise  the  notes  of  joy, 847 

Lo,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears, 301 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  sight, 918 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 15 

Mark,  how  the  swift- winged  minutes  fly, 900 

Mark  the  soft  falling  snow, 293 

Mere  human  power  shall  fast  decay, 405 

Messiah  Lord !  who  wont  to  dwell, 222 

Mid  homes  and  shrines  forsaken, 797 

Mighty  One,  before  whose  face, 724 

Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now, 6S8 

Millions  within  thy  courts  have  been, 99 

Mistaken  souls  that  dream  of  heaven, 389 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb, 236 

My  country,  'tis  of  thee, 836 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 238 

My  Father,  cheering  name, 102 

My  Father,  grant  thy  presence  nigh, 610 

My  Father,  when  around  me  spread, 529 

My  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 65 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love, 941 

My  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake, 956 

My  God,  I  thank  thee,  may  no  thought, 621 

My  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise, 153 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be, 433 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue, 492 

My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love, 486 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands, 932 

My  helper,  God,  I  bless  his  name, 889 

My  Maker  and  my  King, 124 

My  Shepherd  is  the  Lord  on  high, 643 

My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies, 331 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard, 343 

My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place, 31 

Mysterious  are  the  ways  of  God, 631 

No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock, 624 

No  loud  avenging  voice, 204 

Not  different  food,  nor  different  dress,    .   ,   , ,  399 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  13 


Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep, 563 

Not  for  the  prophet  tongue  of  lire, 713 

Not  for  the  summer's  hour  alone, MG 

Not  iu  the  church-yard  shall  he  sleep, 831 

Not  with  terror  do  we  meet, 679 

Not  with  the  flashing  steel. 807 

No  warlike  sounds  awoke  the  night, 810 

..or  battle's  sound, 

i<:ious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 392 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace. 26.5 

Now  let  our  prayers  ascend  to  thee, 

Now.  Lord,  the  heavenly  seed  is  sown, S7 

Now  pray  we  for  our  country, 850 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone, 938 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song, 260 

O  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One, 693 

O  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 474 

O  come,  and  let  th'  assembly  all, 906 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 5 

O  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 240 

O'er  mountain  tops  the  mount  of  God, Sll 

O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee, 219 

O  Father,  draw  us  after  thee, 612 

O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear, 38 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God. 460 

O  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 377 

O  fir  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 472 

O  for  a  prophet's  fire. 6->9 

O  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy, 237 

O  for  the  death  of  those, 604 

O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  sriven,     86 

O  God,  my  Father,  and  my  King, 38-1 

O  God.  my  helper,  ever  near, 891 

O  God.  my  strength,  my  hope,     425 

O  God  of  Freedom,  hear  us  pray, 799 

O  God  of  love,  with  cheering  ray, 535 

O  God,  that  madest  earth  and  sky, 931 

O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone, 493 

O  God,  thy  grace  impart, 335 

O  God,  thy  name  they  well  may  praise, 827 

O  God  unseen,  but  not  unknown, 540 

O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 164 

O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all, 34 

O  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice, 664 

O  happy  is  the  man  who  hears, 404 

O  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high, 406 

O  help  us,  Lord,  each  hour  of  need, 446 

O  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love, 676 

O  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet, 903 

O  let  your  mingling  voices  rise, 211 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 933 

O  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 619 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 497 

OLord,  thy  perfect  word, 191 

•v hose  forming  hand  one  blood, 

O  uuy  our  sympathizing  breasts, 3S2 

•j. it  God.  't  is  thine  to  know, 398 

One  prayer  I  have,  all  prayers  in  one 499 

Om  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded, 761 

On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day, 213 

On  light  beams  breaking  from  above, 620 

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14  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES, 

Hymn 

O  not  alone  with  outward  sign, 821 

On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 56 

On  this  fair  spot  where  nature  pays, 702 

On  thy  church.  O  Power  Divine, 303 

Onward  Christian,  though  the  region, 720 

Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight, 318 

On  what  has  now  been  sown, 

On  Zion,  his  most  holy  mount, 290 

On  Zion's  holy  walls, •".  1 

Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear, '.    " 

Oppression  shall  not  always  reign, - 

0  praise  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  anew  song, 162 

O  rendarjt  hanks  to  God  above, 154 

O  shut  not  out  sweet  pity's  cay, - 

p. si  oner,  bring  not  tears. alone, 330 

O  e peed  thee.  Christian,  on  thy  way, 361 

O  ppjrU  of  the  living  God, - 

O  stay  thy  tears,  for  they  are  blest, 669 

O  sweet  it  is  to  know,  to  feel, 507 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 475 

O  Thou,  at  whose  dread  name  we  bend, 987 

O  Thou,  by  long  experience  tried, 131 

O  Thou,  enthroned  in  worlds  above, 440 

O  Thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, •' 

O  thou  sun  of  glorious  splendor, : 

O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 134 

O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time, 16 

O  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height, 707 

O  Thou,  who  didst  ordain  the  word, 710 

O  Thou,  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 6?2 

O  Thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 333 

O  Thou,  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies, 

O  Thou,  who  on  thy  chosen  Son,     709 

O  Thou,  whoso  own  vast  temple  stands 

Q  Thou,  whose  power  o'er  .moving  worlds  presides, 4-H 

Q<Thou,  whose  presence.went  before, 

O  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 935 

O 't  is  a  lovely  thing  to  see, 352 

O  Jt  is  a  scene  the  heart  to  move,      • '- • 

Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground, R23 

Our  Father,  ever  living, 728 

Our  Father.  God.  not  face  to  face, < 

Cur  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thy  name, 

Our  fathers,  Lord,  to  seek  a  spot 843 

therJ  we  may  lisp  thy  name, < 

Our  Father,  when  beside  the  tomb, 

Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art, 438 

Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 514 

Our  God,  where'er  thy  people  meet, '•  ■  ' 

Oar  Heavenly.  Father  calls, 6    • 

Our  Heavenly  Father,  hear, 439 

Our  heaven  is  everywhere 418 

Our  little  bark  on  boisterous  seas, 630 

Our  pilgrim  brethren  dwelling  far, 735 

Ours  is  a  lovely  world,  how  fair, 1~} 

Our  times  are  in  thy  hand,  and  Thou, : 

O  weep  not  lor  the  joys  that  fade, '     ' 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace, 

O  what  a  struggle  wakes  within, 

O  what  is  life/' t  is  like  a  flower 519 

O  where,  our  Saviour,  sweeps  the  line, 420 


I    CH?    FIRST    LUKES.  15 

Hymn 

O  who  shall  see  the  glorious  day, Slf 

O  worship  the  Kins',  all  glorious  above, 151 

O  Ziun,  time  thy  voice 3W 

Parent  of  all.  omnipotent 

Part  in  peace!  is  day  before -us, M 

Pastor,  thou  art  from  us  taken, 

Patience.  O  *t  is  a  grace  divine, 

Peace  be  to  this  habitation 921 

Peace  !  the  welome  sound  proclaim, 9 

troubled  seul,  whose  plaintive  moan, 269 

People  of  the  living -God • 

Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin, 270 

Pillows  wet  with  tears  of  anguish, 794 

Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 694 

Planted  in  Christ  the  living  viae, 668 

Pour,  blessed  gospel,  glorious  news  .for  man, 304 

Praise  for  the  glorious  light , 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 1003 

Praise  on  thee  i                            9 

Praise  the  Lord.  ye  heavens  adore  him, 641 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, B66 

Praise  te  God,  immortal  praise, l|,n7 

Praise  to  God  the  great  Creator 262 

Praise  to  thee,  thou  irreat  Creator, 165 

Praise  waits  in  Zion.  Lord,  for  thee, 45 

Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name 159 

•  •  the  Lord,  around  whose  throne, 157 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  on  every  height, 152 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 371 

Prayer  may  he  sweet  in  cottage  homes, 633 

Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  ihy  cross, 675 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  fro  ward,  heart, 606 

Raise  the  adoring  sons, 968 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  king, •  B54 

Religion  can  assuage 408 

Religion!  in- its  blessed  ray, 363 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  hounds, B8f 

Remember  thy  Creator, 

;;r  times  restore, 680 

Return,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 600 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 279 

Ride  on.  ride  on  in  majesty 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise, 

soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 

lay,  forever  blest. 71 

Safely  through  another  week, 36 

Silt  of  the  earth,  ye  virtuous  few, 

Salvation!  O  the  joyful  sound,     

Saviour,  thy  law  we  love, , 

Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

Say,  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those, 

Scorn  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 

S-archer  of  hearts  !  before  thy  face, 

See  from  on  high  a  light  divine, 215 

See  how  great  a  flame  aspires 

..limed  the  Jews, 

si's  gentle  Shepherd  stands, 

See  lovely  nature  raise  her  head, 

Send  down  thy  winced  aneel.  God, D 

Servant  of  God.  well  done/ 593 


16  INDEX    OF    FIRST  LINES. 

Hymn 

Servants  of  Christ,  arise, 356 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 756 

See  what  a  living  stone, 254 

Shine  forth.  Eternal  Source  of  light, 4(.)4 

Shine  on  our  souls.  Eternal  God, 78 

Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below, 143 

Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 651 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep, 268 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 590 

Slavery  and  death  the  cup  contains, 793 

So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower, 603 

Soft  are  the  fruitful  showers  that  bring, 336 

Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray, 79 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day, 955 

Soldier  to  the  contest  pressing, 992 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express, 339 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises, 415 

Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 622 

Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past, 92 

Sound  the  full  chorus,  let  praises  ascend, 309 

Sovereign  of  life,  before  thine  eye, 530 

Sovereign  of  worlds  above, 715 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed, 772 

Spirit  of  grace,  and  help,  and  power, 77 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 3 

Still  in  shades  of  midnight  darkness, 313 

Stretched  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  dies, 232 

Suppliant,  la!  thy  children  bend, 748 

Supreme  and  universal  light, 429 

Sweet  day  !  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright, 962 

Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 414 

Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice, 327 

Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream, 366 

Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies, 543 

Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord 43 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring,      745 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 61 

Sweet  to  the  soul  the  parting  ray, 958 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 881 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 503 

Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 406 

Teach  me,  O  teach  me,  Lord,  thy  way, 477 

Teach  us  to  feel  as  Jesus  prayed, 251 

The  air  of  death  breathes  through  our  souls, 603 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 832 

The  bird  let  loose  in  eastern  skies, 451 

The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing, 353 

The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand, 362 

The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers, 607 

The  day  is  past  and  gone, 951 

The  evils  that  beset  our  path, 8W 

The  fountain  in  its  source, 509 

The  glorious  universe  around, 394 

The  God  of  harvest  praise 876 

The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge, 595 

The  God  who  reigns  alone, 137 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 177 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain, 118 

The  heavens  declare  his  glory, 181 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 185 

The  heavens,  O  Lord,  thy  power  proclaim, 178 


INDEX    OF    FIRST     Ll*  17 

Hymn 

The  hoary  frost,  the  fleecy  snow, 866 

The  hours  of  evening  close. 957 

The  joyful  mom,  my  God.  is  come, 62 

The  King  of  heaven  his  tahle  spreads, 277 

The  last  full  wain  has  come. —  has  come, 579 

The  leaves  around  me  falling. 86$ 

The  long  lost  son.  with  streaming  eyes, 324 

The  Lord  descended  from  above. 144 

>The  Lord  is  on  his  holy  throne, 1005 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 113 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 495 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 645 

The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might, 105 

The  Lord  will  come  and  not  be  slow, 2s5 

The  man  in  life  wherever  placed, 413 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 944 

The  morning  dawns  upon  -the  place, 227 

The  mourners  came  at  break  of  day, 605 

Theories  which  thousands  cherish, 1002 

The  past  is  dark  with  sin  and  shame, 999 

The  perfect  world  bv  Adam  trod, 697 

The  promises  I  sing'. 639 

The  radiant  dawn  of  gospel  light, 311 

There  is  a  God.  all  nature  speaks, 101 

There  is  a  hope,  a  blessed  hope, 380 

There  is  aland  mine  eye  hath  seen, 564 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 555 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 557 

There  is  a  pure  and  peaceful  wave, 991 

There  is  a  time  when  moments  flow, 960 

There  is  a  world  we  have  not  seen 560 

There 's  a  refuge  of  peace  from  the  tempests  that  beat, 25 

There 'a  net  a  star  whose  twinkling  light, 122 

There 's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 147 

There  sprang  a  tree  of  deadly  name, 796 

There  was  joy  in  heaven 333 

The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above, 395 

The  Saviour  gently  calls, 669 

The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame, 223 

These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade, 525 

ions  firmament  on  high, 175 

The  spirit  in  our  hearts 275 

The  spirit  moved  upon  the  waves, 115 

The  spring,  the  jovous  spring  is  come, 862 

The  thing  my  God"  doth  hatef 490 

The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints, 979 

The  turf  shall  be  my  fragrant  shrine, lv3 

The  vineyard  of  the"  Lord 722 

The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind, 326 

The  year  begins  with  promises^ - 

Th«y  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace, 365 

Think  eently  of  the  erring 813 

This  child  we  dedicate  to'thee, 667 

This  day  let  grateful  praise  ascend, 40 

This  day  the  Lord  hath  called  his  own, 41 

This  is  the  fast  the  Lord  doth  choose, 86S 

This  is  the  first  and  great  command, 385 

This  stone  to  thee  in  faith  we  lav,  .' 696 

Thou  art.  Almighty.  Lord  of  all." 141 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave.  .    .' 567 

Thou  art.  O  God,  the  rife  and  light, 171 


18  INDEX    OF     FIRST   LINES. 

Hymn 

Thou  art  the  way,  and  he  who  sighs, 243 

Thou  book  of  life,  in  thee  are  found, 196 

Thou  fount  of  love  and  grace, 701 

Thou  gavest,  and  we  yield  to  thee, 588 

Thou  faint  and  sick,  and  worn  away, 971 

Though  lost  to  our  sight,  we  may  not  deplore  thee, 7€8 

Thou  God  of  hope,  uTthee  we  bow, 782 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love, 912 

Thou,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 253 

Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known, 140 

Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul, ''■  '. 

Thou  power  supreme,  whose  mighty  scheme, 635 

Thou  whose  wide  extended  sway, 307 

Thrice  happy  soul,  who,  born  from  heaven, 342 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 617 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 127 

Through  every  age,  Eternal  God, 898 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  way, 360 

Through  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us, MR 

Through  thee  we  now  together  come, 982 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 945 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 355 

Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 36 1 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  who  built  the  heavens, 252 

Thus  shalt  thou  love  th'  Almighty  Lord, 341 

Th'  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee, 390 

Thy  kingdom,  Lor,}!,  forever  stands, 132 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 666 

Thy  name  be  hallowed,  evermore, 100 

Thy  presence  everlasting  God,     923 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford, 23 

Thy  ways,  O  Lord,  with  wise  design, 148 

Times  without  number  have  I  prayed, 332 

Time  by  moments  steals  away, S96 

Time!  what  an  empty  vapor 't is, 897 

'T is  a  point  I  long  to  know, 454 

5T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 374 

'T  is  done,  the  great  transaction 's  done, 674 

'T  is  finished,  so  the  Saviour  cried, 233 

'T  is  God  the  spirit  leads, 6J0 

'T  is  good  to  weep  and  mourn  for  those, 804 

'T  is  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 948 

;T  is  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow, 226 

T  is  my  happiness  below, 014 

To  Christ,  the  Son.  the  Father  spake, 382 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive, 427 

To  Thee,  great  source  of  light, 156 

To  Thee,  my  God  and  Saviour, 646 

To  Thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known,     . 616 

'i'o  Thee,  my  God  !  to  thee  I  bring, '•  '■'■' 

T  was  God  who  fixed  the  rolling  spheres, KM 

'T  was  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night, 677 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, ■'•'•'■ 

Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page, 286 

Vjtal  spark  of  heavenly  flame, ;-;  - 

0  my  soul,' thy  Maker's  will, 628 

Walk  in  the  light,  so  shalt  thou  Know, 098 

Watchman,  tell'  us  of  the  night  \ 2-U) 

We  hid  thee  welcome  in  the  name, 711 

We  bless  t, nee  fortius  sacred  day, 55 

We  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  ihrone, 835 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  19 

Hymn 

We  come  our  Sabbath  hymn  to  raise, 759 

We  come  to  thee,  O  God 818 

We  come  with  joy  and  gladness,     7§| 

We  gather  in  the  name  of  God, 729 

We  have  met  in  peace  together, 749 

Welcome,  delightful  morn, 12 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest. 46 

We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 310 

We  mourn  for  those  who  toil 570 

We  praise  thee  if  one  rescued  soul,     789 

Were  not  the  sinful  Mary's  tears, 273 

Whatever  dims  thy  sense  of  truth, 350 

What  glorious  tidings  do  I  hear, 256 

What  if  the  little  rain  should  say, 750 

What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above, 511 

Whit  secret  hand  at  morning  light, 937 

What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 785 

What  though  no  flowers  the  fig-tree  clothe, 629 

What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death, 599 

What  though  the  stream  be  dead, 586 

When  Abraham,  full  of  sacred  awe, 873 

When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 70 

When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 1 

When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 533 

When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies, 861 

When  called.  O  Lord,  to  mourn  the  doom, 615 

When  children  give  their  hearts  to  God, » 741 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind,      337 

When  dread  misfortune's  tempests  rise, 983 

Whene'er  the  clouds  of  sorrow  roll,     626 

When  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 453 

When  floating  on  life's  troubled  sea, 573 

When  gloomy  thoughts  and  boding  fears, 623 

Whe  i  G  kJ  descends  with  men  to  dwell, 289 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 642 

When  grief  and  anguish  press  me  down, 606 

When  his  salvation  bringing 754 

When  human  hopes  and  joys  depart,     471 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 513 

When  Israel  of  the  Lord  beloved, 448 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 693 

When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 206 

When,  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere 787 

When  long  the  soul  had  slept  in  chains, 777 

When,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 736 

When  on  her  Makers  bosom. 986 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief, 469 

When  Power  Divine  in  mortal  form, 967 

When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit, 927 

When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 300 

AVhen  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 7 

When  the  parting  bosom  bleeds, 829 

When  the  vale  of  death  appears, 538 

When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 411 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 860 

W           sxing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 608 

rakened  by  thy  voice  of  power, 423 

Where'er  my  gospel  is  proclaimed, . 996 

Where'er  the  Lord  shall  build  my  house, 926 

Where  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find, 079 

Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find, *  .  704 


20  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn 

While  here  as  wandering  sheep  we  stray, 458 

While  now  upon  this  Sabbat-h  evfc, 97 

While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 432 

While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 875 

While  thee  I  seek,  Protecting  Power, 422 

While  through  this  changing  world  we  roam, 517 

While  thus  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek, 67 

While  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears, 713 

While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun, 888 

Who  is  my  neighbor?  he  whom  thou, ' 779 

Who  shall  a  temple  build  for  him, TOO 

Who  shall  towards  thy  chosen  seat, 346 

Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends, 574 

Why  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 977 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die, 534 

Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe,      571 

Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 163 

With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 843 

Within  thy  house.  O  Lord,  our  God, 17 

With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes, 48 

With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 853 

With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 655 

With  thy  pure  dews  and  rains, 798 

Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 826 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 160 

Ye  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim, 737 

Ye  followers  of  the  Brince  of  peace, 684 

Ye  realms  below  the  skies, 171 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 358 

Ye  sons  of  earth,  arise. 278 

Ye  subjects  of  the  Lord,  proclaim, 314 

Yes.  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking, 299 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 18 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears, 643 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 266 

Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame, 401 


PARTICULAR  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


The  figures  designate  the  hymns. 


Adoration,  150. 
Adversity,  rejoicing  in,  629. 
Affection,  family,  923. 
Affliction,  God  merciful  in,  631. 
Angels,  son*  of,  201. 
Ark  of  safety.  474. 

Aspiration,  devout,  73,  434,  475,  484,  436, 
492,  493,  497;  498,  500,  509. 
Autumn,  hymn  for,  865. 
B. 


Beatitules,  344. 
Benevolence,  active,  1003. 

C. 
Charity,  767.  777. 

blessedness  of,  7S1. 
in  judgment,  393,  399. 
Charitable  occasions,  773  —  780,  782  —  785. 
Child's  prayer,  762,  763. 
Christ,  all  in  all,  244. 

announced  by  John, 214. 

his  ascension,  237. 

at  the  pool  of  Bethesda,  221. 

his  baptism,  215. 

his  birth,  202,  211. 

at  Canaan,  222. 

his  new  commandment,  225. 

his  coming  in  power,  819. 

the  corner-stone,  254. 

his  spiritual  coronation,  246. 

on  the  cross,  248. 

his  crucifixion   231—233. 

death  and  resurrection,  234  —  236. 

desired,  435. 

his  example,  238,  239,  357. 

example  in  forsfivinir,  251. 

his  excellency,"  240/504. 

foretold,  198  —  200. 

at  sea  of  Galilee,  220. 

erloryin?  in,  650. 

God's  image,  253. 

God's  servant,  252. 

in  G^thsemane,  226  —  230,  480. 

the  hi  lin^-place,  255. 

imitated,  249. 

Jerusalem,  his  entry  into,  224. 
Bg  to  Jerusalem,  223. 

o'ir  le.vl-r,  250. 

lijht  of  the  world,  216. 

hi-  lore,  242. 

his  love  to  enemies,  336. 

hit  miracles,  218. 

his  mission,  212. 

his  power  over  evil,  824. 

his  poverty,  219. 

his  preaching,  217. 

his  preciousness,  436,  512. 

the  resting-place,  245. 

his  «ubmissivenes»,  241. 


Christ,  his  triumph,  305. 

his  triumph  desired,  320. 
the  universal  king,  287,  297. 
Christianity,  triumphant,  291,  295,  309. 
Christian  armor,  361. 

blesse  lness,  414,  415,  478. 
burial  of,  576,  591. 
conflict,  rest,  and  hope,  360. 
death,  view  of,  534,  537. 
devotedness  of,  341,  342. 
dying,  to  his  soul,  542. 
effort,  encouragement  to,  822. 
fellowship,  653;  659,  662,  663. 
paces,  388. 
happiness,  411. 
life,  340. 

life,  desire  for,  339. 
life,  excellence  of,  405,  406. 
philanthropists,  768,  770  —  773. 
race,  368,  370. 
resolution,  443. 
rest,  479. 
warfare,  367,  369. 
warrior,  362. 
Church,  an  ancient,  970, 

attachment  to,  657. 
exulting  in  God's  government,  314. 
glory  of,  303,  319,  653,  6-56. 
Jewish  and  Christian,  655. 
membership,  660,  661,  664. 
safety  of,  654. 
Communion,  675  —  695. 
Conference  meeting,  hymns  for,  909,  910. 
Confidence  in  God,~469,  507,  622,  636,  9S7. 
Conscience,  a  peaceful,  432. 
Consecration,  466. 
Contentment,  625. 

holy,  611. 
Conventions,  and  associations,  725  —  731. 
Corner-stone  of  church  laid,  696. 
Country,  prayer  for  our,  837,  849,  850. 

virtuous  love  of,  845. 

Creation,  beauties  of,  173. 

Criminal  reform,  814  —  819. 

Cross,  attraction  of,  247. 

of  Christ,  649. 

soldier  of,  992. 

view  of,  693. 

welcome,  614. 


Dead,  farewell  to,  567,  578,  600. 

the  righteous,  547  —  549,  569. 
Death,  entrance  to  immortality,  540. 

of  an  a?ed  Christian,  593. 

of  a  child,  584,  588. 

of  a  Christian  in  his  prime,  602. 

of  an  infant,  582,  583. 

of  a  minister,  596—599. 

meditation  on,  541. 

of  parents,  595. 


22 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Death  of  a  public  man,  1004. 

of  the  righteous,  543,  544,  557,  594, 
6J1,  604. 
of  a  young  girl,  586,  590. 
of  the  young,  589. 
universal  warning  of,  531. 
Dedication  of  children,  665,  669. 

of  churches,  697  —  706. 
Dependence  on  God,  427. 
Devotion,  daily  and  nightly,  18. 

habitual,  422. 
Doxologies,  1005  —  1008. 

E. 
Easter,  552,  553.      See    Resurrection  of 

Christ. 
Eternity,  glories  of,  556. 
Evening  hymns,  942,  945  —  955. 

hymn,  with  nature,  963. 

F. 

Faith,  dead  without  works,  774. 

excellence  of,  376. 

hope,  and  charily,  387. 

living  and  dead,  389. 

power  of,  374,  375. 

prayer  for,  377,  4S8. 

solace  of,  471. 
Fast,  hymns  for,  8S8  — 874. 
Fathers,  our,  838  — 840,  842. 
Fire,  hymn  on  occasion  of,  993. 
Forgiveness,  823. 

Fourth  of  July,  hymns  for,  844—847. 
Freedom,  human,  799  —  803,  805,  806. 
Friends,  not  lost  in  death,  581. 

re-union   after   death,   5S0.      See 
Heaven. 
Friendship,  Christian,  397. 
Funeral  occasion,  545,  546,  579. 
of  an  infant,  587. 


•God,  acknowledged  in  national  blessings, 
841,  843. 

acknowledged  in  the  seasons,  851  — 
857. 

adoration  of,  74. 

his  altar  a  refuse,  24. 

his  blessing  Invoked,  82. 

communion  with, desired,  67,  428,  453, 
460,  503. 

his  condescension,  134,  354. 

the  Creator,  115,  123,  176. 

our  Creator  and  benefactor,  124. 

his  decrees   and  providence,  145. 

his  direction,  prayer  for,  81. 

dwelling  in  the  heart,  75. 

his  eternity,  107,  8.98. 

his  eternity  an!  man's  frailty,  514. 

his  existence,  101. 

his  faithfulness.  639. 

our  father,  102,  103,  120,  442. 

glones  celebrated,  155. 

his  glory,  143. 

his  glory  in  the  heavens,  175,  181. 

his  iroodness,  13",  135,  172. 

goodness  and  omniscience,  110. 

our  help,  510. 

his  holiness.  2.9,  133.  136. 

his  incomprehensibility,   121,  126,  142, 

bis  infinity,  112. 

his  love,  114. 

his  majesty,  113,  141. 

his  mercy  to  the  penitent,  327. 

his  omnipotent'.  104,  LOf, 

hisomnipresence,  106,  108,  116, 140,147. 


God,  his  omnipresent  peace,  131. 
his  omniscience,  109,  129. 
his  omniscience  and  omnipresence, 111. 
his  paternal  love,  496. 
his  perfections,  117,  141. 
his  power,  wisdom,  and  goodness,  119. 
his  presence  desired,  612. 
his  providence,  125,  132,  138. 
his  providence  illustrated   in   nature, 
179, 
his  providence  mysterious, 128,139,148. 
seen  in  his  works,  122,  168. 
our  shepherd,  495,  648. 
source  of  all  things,  174. 
a  spirit,  118. 

his  spirit  invoked,  76,  77,  501. 
his  truth  and  love  invoked,  34. 
unchangeable,  127,  146. 
his  unity,  137. 
Gospel,  advancing,  263. 

blessings  of,  256,  276. 
call  to  the  church,  262. 
feast,  290. 
fountain,  264. 
gentle  influence  of,  293. 
God's  glory  in,  260. 
light  of,  258. 
power  of,  280. 
progress  of,  296,  306,  318. 
source  of  peace  and  rest,  269. 
triumphant,   299  —  302,   310.   313, 
321. 
trumpet,  257,  261. 
Grace,  breathings  of,  426. 
day  of,  652. 
experience  of,  642. 
Gratitude  to  God,  444,  445. 
Grave,  the  sailor's,  834. 

H. 

Harvest,  hymn  for,  884. 
Heaven,  559.  560,  564. 

anticipated,  557. 

its  bliss,  565. 

children  in,  "85. 

Christian's  home,  517. 

foretaste  of,  511. 

here,  413  —  420. 

hope  of,  513. 

joys  of,  on  earth,  417. 

march  to,  651. 

prospect  of,  555. 

its  rest,  563. 

re-union  of  friends  there,  573. 

saints  in,  561,  562. 

society  of,  558. 

within,  421. 
Homage,  and  devotion,  48. 
Honor  rendered  to  all  men,  820. 
Hope,  joyful,  1000. 

rejoicing  in,  379. 

star  and"  voice,  380. 
Hospital    or   asylum,   hymn   for,  788. 
House  of  God,  25,  54. 

delight  in,  14,53,57. 
Humanity,  its  cause  hopeful,  999. 
Humility,  353. 

and  submission,  354. 

I. 

Immortality,  illustrated  by  nature,  551. 
Inconstancy  lamented,  326. 
Independence,  true,  403. 
Invitation,  25f,  270—275,  278,  279,  281  — 
283. 
to  the  gospel  feast,  266,  267, 277. 


INDEX   OF    SUBJECTS. 


23 


Israel,  fall  of,  976. 


Jews,  prayer  of,  315,  316. 

remonstrance  with,  977. 

restoration  of,  315,  316. 
Joy,  after  sorrow,  963. 

in  God's  presence,  436. 
Judgment,  private,  right  of,  400. 

K. 

Kindness  to  the  afflicted,  735. 

to  the  poor,  765. 
Kingdom  of  Christ,  213,  284,  233,  233,  23.9, 
298,  304,  311,  312,  322. 

of  God,  285,  303. 
Knowledge  of  God,  494. 


Liberality  rewarded,  776. 

Libenv  meeting,  fourth  of  July,  804. 

Liie,  close  of,  529. 

•.vine  of,  965. 
frailty  and  shortness  of,  524,  528,  530, 
532. 
a  pilgrimage,  516,  523. 
Go  Is  providence  in,  515,  520. 
illustrated,  519. 
its  change*,  527. 
higher  revelations  in,  526. 
Li^ht,  injunction  to  walk  in,  993. 
Love,  brotherly,  391. 

divine  invoke  L  15. 
harmony  of  392  —  394. 
law  of,  '331,  332. 
supremacy  of,  769. 

st  offering,  764. 
to  G.  1,383. 

to  Go  J  and  man,  355,  385. 
to  man,  334. 
[See  Philanthropic  Subjects.] 

If. 

Marriage  hymns.  9S5.  935. 
Marlyia,  army  of,  979. 
death  of,  930. 
.Meekness.  313.  349. 
Men,  all  equal.  766. 

it.  452. 
M  dnight,  hvmn  at,  955. 

the  faithful,  975. 
Ministers,  blessin*  invoked  on,  724. 

charged  and  encourage],  720  — 
722. 

conflict  and  burthen  of,  720. 

meeting  of,  719. 
Missionary  occasions,  733  — 737. 
Moderation,  402. 
Morning  hymns,  935  —  940. 

;  or  evening  hvmns,  941,  943. 
Mourners,  blessing  of,  586,  630. 

comforteJ,    571,    572,    574,    602, 
603,  605. 

invite!  to  mercy-seat.  575. 

thoughts  of  heaven,  553. 

N. 
National  hvmns.  833—  850. 
Nature,  an  i  in  H.  13b. 

an  I  the  I   Hi,  551. 


compared     with     the      spiritual 
wor!  ' 

lh,  953. 


Opportunities,  use  of,  3-59. 

.   n,  707  —  713 
Orphan  asylum,  hyrnoftbr,  789. 
Orphan's  livmn,  972. 

P. 

Pardon,  335. 

Parting,  921  —  923. 

Patience,  345. 

Peace,  hymns  on,  S07  — 813. 

Pietv,  active,  3-56. 

habitual,  410. 
Pilgrims,  the,  343. 
Praise,  149,  151,  153,  164,  170. 
an  1  holiness,  154. 
exhortation  to,  3.  152.  162. 
from  all  nature,  161,  169,  177,  173. 
from  heaven  and  earth,  160,  641. 
lowly,  39. 

perpetual,  155  —  159,  423. 
universal,  163,  165-167,  171. 
Prayer,  a  call  to,  365,  372,  373,  447. 
described,  371,  1005. 
concerning  death,  539. 
fur   a  Lentfkeat   spirit,  775,  779, 
Til. 
for  a  holv  heart,  1001. 
true.  1005. 
Prudence,  352. 
Purity  of  bean,  3-30,  351. 

R. 
Redeemed,  glory  of,  978. 
Redemption,  universal,  291,  307. 
Rejoicing  in  Go  i  our  Father,  644  —  546. 
Reliance  on  Gol.  609.  613.  616  —  618,  624, 

625,  627,  632  —  634,  637,  633,643, 
901,  983. 
Religion,  a  support  in  life,  40S. 

at  home,  927. 

blessedness  of,  363,  914,  964. 

comfo  ts  of,  623. 

ear  v,  739  —  743,746. 

quiet,  982. 
Repentance,  328  —  352. 
Resignation,  60S,  610,  615. 
Resurrection,  an  1  spang-time,  550. 
Retirement,  religious,  463. 
Rich  and  poor,  973. 
Righteous  an  1  wi  ked,  409,  413. 
Righteousness,  346,  347. 
River  of  lite,  991. 


Sabbath,  7  —  10.  40.  49,  53  —  60. 
delights  ..f,  43,  62,69. 
evenrfg,  71,79. 

hvmn  for,  950. 
ihip,  56. 
hymn  with  n  iture,  961. 
improvement  of,  41. 
mo  ning,  hymn  tor,  959. 
of  ih-  soul,  38. 
on  earth  and  in  heaven,  61. 
prayer  for,  35,  55. 
welcomed,  46. 
worship,  42. 
Sal-bat':,--  7  47  —  749.  752. 

•iv.  751,  753.  754. 
scholar,  759— 1ft. 
lol  Ju  v.  755. 
teacher,  leath  ol 
Saints,  thanks  for  all,9al. 

i,  640. 
S.ituri.n  eveni  i?,  hvmn!  for,  957,  958 


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INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Scriptures,  comfort  of,  195,  196. 

excellence    of,    184,  192—194, 
197. 
God  praised  for,  187. 
importance  to  the  young1,  744. 
li<rh'.  and  glory  of,  185. 
sufficiency  of,  190. 
superiority  of,  191. 
value  of,  189. 
Sea,  hymn  at,  831. 
praver  at,  832. 
Seamen's  hymns,  82-5  —  835. 
Self-distrust,  454. 

abandonment,  462. 
Sick  child,  prayer  for.  930. 
Sickness  and  recovery,  932. 
Sincerity  and  hypocrisy,  455. 
Sinner  entreated  to  awake,  268. 
Soul,  the,  its  beautv  unfailing,  962. 
Spring,  hymns  for,  859  —  862. 
Stor.-if  at  sea,  831. 

hymn  on  occasion  of,  9S4. 
Submission  to  God,  481,  485,  628. 
Summer,  hymns  for,  863,  864. 
Sunset,  hymn  at,  914. 
T. 
Temperance  hall,  dedication  of,  798. 

hymns,  790  —  797. 
Temptation,  974. 

compared  to  a  storm,  832. 
Thanksgiving,  hvmns  for,  875  —  883,  885. 
Time,  worth  of,  518. 
flight  of,  900. 
Traveller's  hymn,  995. 
Treasures,  earthly  and  heavenly,  525. 
Trust  in  God,  606,  607,  618,  619,  635. 
Truth,  call  of,  821. 

permanence  and  triumph  of,  1002. 
U. 
Unity,  Christian,  395,  396, 407,  911  —  913, 
917   918. 
V. 
Virtue,  security  of,  412. 
Voices  of  the  dead,  522. 


W. 

War,  hymn  in  time  of,  875. 
Watchfulness,  and  brotherly  reproof,  65. 
and  prayer,  343,  358. 
prayer  for,  449. 
Water  of  life,  508. 
Widow's  prayer,  971. 
Winter,  hymns  for,  856,  867. 
Wisdom,  excellence  of,  404. 

true,  457. 
Woman,  influence  of,  996,  997. 
Worship,  1. 

attendance  on,  13. 

call  to,  20. 

close  of,  83  —  96,  98. 

delight  of,  19,  21,  25,  30,  31,  56. 

domestic,  924  —  926,  929,  933,934. 

evening,  close  of,  80,  97,  93. 
public,  37. 
social,  920. 

filial  and  cheerful,  965. 

invitation  to,  52. 

of  earth  and  heaven,  64. 

of  the  heart,  70,  73. 

pious,  96.9. 

preparation  for,  28,  72. 

public,  4,5,  33,  45,  47,  50,75. 

silent,  464. 

sincere,  390. 

social,  call  to,  905,  906. 
joy  of,  902,  903. 

universal,  16. 

Y. 

Year,  close  of,  895,  899,  900. 

promises  of,  858. 

the  new,  886  —  894. 
Youth,  and  autumn,  756. 

and  spring-time,  745. 
Youthful  example,  750. 

Z. 

Zeal,  true  and  false,  401. 
Zion,  encouraged,  647. 


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INTRODUCTION   AND   CLOSE    OF   WORSHIP. 

1.  7s.  M.  Bowring. 

Humble  Worship, 

1  When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 

Filled  with  awe  and  holy  fear, 
Teach  us,  0  our  God !  to  feel 
All  thy  sacred  presence  near. 

2  Check  each  proud  and  wandering  thought 

When  on  thy  great  name  we  call ; 
Man  is  nought — is  less  than  nought : 
Thou,  our  God,  art  all  in  all. 

3  Weak,  imperfect  creatures,  we 

In  this  vale  of  darkness  dwell ; 
Yet  presume  to  look  to  thee, 
'Midst  thy  light  ineffable. 

4  O,  receive  the  praise  that  dares 

Seek  thy  heaven-exalted  throne ; 
Bless  our  offerings,  hear  our  pray'rs, 
Infinite  and  Holy  One  ! 

2«  P.   M.  Anonymous. 

Solemn  Invocation. 

1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing ; 

Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days  ! 
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2  Come,  thou  all  gracious  Lord  ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend ! 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend  ! 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore  ! 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


3*  S.   M.  Montgomery. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise, 
Above  all  blessing  high, 

Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name, 
And  laud  and  magnify  ? 

3  0  for  the  living  flame 
From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ? 

4  There,  with  benign  regard, 
Our  hymns  he  deigns  to  hear  ; 

Though  unrevealed  to  mortal  sense, 
The  spirit  feels  him  near. 
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5     Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth  for  evermore. 

4.  L.   M.  Watts. 

Public   Worship. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone: 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people  ;  we  his  care  ; 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates,  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

5.  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

The  Same. 

1  0,  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 
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2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs, 

3  O,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there ; 
With  joy  and  fear  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall ! 

6.  L.   M.  Watts. 
"How  amiable  are  thy  Tabernacles,  O  Lord  of  Hosts.11 

1  Great  God  !  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee,  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Within  thy  house,  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  power, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun  —  he  makes  our  day; 
God  is  our  shield — he  guards  our  way ; 
All  needful  grace  he  will  bestow, 

And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too. 

4  O  God  !  our  king,  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
Thy  willing  servants  may  we  be, 

For  blest  are  they  who  trust  in  thee. 

7.  C.  M.  Edmeston. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 
And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 
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2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Beams  its  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Blest  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease  . 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  Heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  sabbath  o'er  my  soul ! 

8»  C.  M.  Codman's  Coll. 

The  Blessing  of  the   Sabbath. 

1  Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright, 

The  first  and  best  of  days  ; 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  My  Saviour's  face  made  thee  to  shine ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise ; 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine 
Beyond  all  other  days. 

3  The  first  fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind ; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 
A  happy  week  will  find. 

4  This  day  I  must  to  God  appear  ; 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine  ; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear, 
And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 

9.  C.   M.  Mrs.  Folxen. 

Love  of  Sabbath  Service. 

1  How  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day, 
The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
To  cast  our  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  think  of  God  and  heaven  ! 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven  ! 
With  filial  confidence  to  say, 
"  Father,  who  art  in  heaven  ! " 

3  How  sweet  the  words  of  peace  to  hear 

From  him  to  whom  \  is  given 
To  wake  the  penitential  tear, 
And  lead  the  way  to  heaven ! 

4  And  if,  to  make  our  sins  depart, 

In  vain  the  will  has  striven, 
He  who  regards  the  inmost  heart 
Will  send  his  grace  from  heaven. 


10.  L.  M.   61.  Mrs.  Steele. 

A  Prayer  for  LoroVs  Day. 

1  Great  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
Demands  our  souls'  collected  powers. 
May  we  employ  in  work  divine 
These  solemn,  these  devoted  hours ; 
O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 

The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

2  Hence,  ye  vain  cares  and  trifles,  fly  ; 
Where  God  resides  appear  no  more  ; 
Omniscient  God,  thy  piercing  eye 
Can  every  secret  thought  explore  : 

0  may  thy  grace  our  hearts  refine, 
And  fix  our  thoughts  on  things  divine. 

3  The  word  of  life  dispensed  to-day 
Invites  us  to  a  heavenly  feast. 
May  every  ear  the  call  obey ; 

Be  every  heart  a  humble  guest ; 
O  bid  the  wretched  sons  of  need 
On  soul-reviving  dainties  feed. 
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4  Thy  spirit's  powerful  aid  impart ; 
0  may  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart  ; 
Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  which  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

11.  C.  M.  H.Wake,  Jr. 

Invoking  God's  Aid. 

1  Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  my  heart 

Would  lift  itself  in  prayer  ; 
Drive  from  my  soul  each  earthly  thought 
And  show  thy  presence  there. 

2  Each  moment  of  my  life  renews 

The  mercies  of  my  Lord, 
Each  moment  is  itself  a  gift 
To  bear  me  on  to  God. 

3  0,  help  me  break  the  galling  chains, 

This  world  has  round  me  thrown, 
Each  passion  of  my  heart  subdue, 
Each  darling  sin  disown. 

4  0  Father,  kindle  in  my  breast 

A  never  dying  flame 
Of  holy  love,  of  grateful  trust 
In  thine  almighty  name. 

12.  H.   M.  Hayward. 

Invocation  for  LoroVs  Bay  Morning. 

1  Welcome,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ! 
We  hail  thy  glad  return  : 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest. 
From  low  delights  and  mortal  toys 
We  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 
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2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 

While  we  address  thy  face. 
O  let  us  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours  : 
Then  shall  our  souls  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

13.  C.   P.   M.  Day. 

Attendance  on  Worship. 

1  I  'll  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name, 
Whose  goodness  heaven  and  earth  proclaim, 

With  every  morning  light ; 
And  at  the  close  of  every  day, 
To  him  my  cheerful  homage  pay, 

Who  guards  me  through  the  night. 

2  Then  in  his  churches  to  appear, 
And  pay  my  humble  worship  there, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  : 
The  day  that  saw  my  Saviour  rise 
Shall  dawn  on  my  delighted  eyes 

With  pure  and  holy  joy. 

3  With  grateful  sorrow  in  my  breast, 
I  '11  celebrate  the  dying  feast 

Of  my  exalted  Lord  ; 
And,  while  his  perfect  love  I  view, 
His  bright  example  I  '11  pursue, 

And  meditate  his  word. 
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14.  S.  P.  M.  Watts. 

Delight  in  the  House  of  God. 

1  How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  !" 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill. 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

15.  8  &  7s.  M.         Wesley's  Coll. 
Divine  Love. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ! 
Fix' in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father  !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  0  breathe  thy  loving  spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
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Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

16.  L.   M.  PlERPONT. 

Universal  Worsh ip . 

1  0  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime, 

And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue  ! 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 

Thy  favored  worshipper  may  dwell ; 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son, 
Sat  weary,  by  the  Patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer — 
The  incense  of  the  heart — may  rise 
To  Heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  To  thee  shall  age,  with  snowy  hair, 

And  strength  and  beauty  bend  the  knee, 
And  childhood  lisp,  with  reverent  air, 
Its  praises  and  its  prayers  to  thee. 

5  0  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  prophet-bards  was  strung, 
To  thee,  at  last,  in  every  clime 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

17 •  C.   M.  Presbyterian  Coll. 

Prayer  for  special  Favor. 

1  Within  thy  house,  O  Lord,  our  God, 
In  glory  now  appear  ; 
Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode, 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 
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2  When  we  thy  mercy-seat  surround, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 
With  power  reach  every  heart. 

3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain  ; 

Here  give  the  mourners  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

4  Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  humble  prayer  arise. 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 

18.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 

1  Ye  that  obey  the  immortal  King, 

Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  name, 
And  sing  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  raise  your  thanks  on  high  ; 
Send  your  admiring  thoughts,  by  night, 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

3  The  God  of  Zion  cheer  your  hearts 

With  rays  of  quickening  grace  : 
'T  is  he  that  spreads  the  heavens  abroad, 
Whose  presence  fills  the  place. 

19.  S.   M.  Montgomery. 
The  Delight  of  Worship. 

1     Glad  was  my  heart  to  hear 
My  old  companions  say 
Come,  in  the  house  of  God  appear, 
For  'i  is  a  holy  day. 
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PUBLIC    WORSHir. 

2  Our  willing  feet  shall  stand 
Within  thy  temple-door ; 

While  young  and  old  in  many  a  band 
Shall  throng  the  sacred  floor. 

3  Within  these  walls  be  peace 
And  harmony  be  found  : 

Zion,  in  all  thy  palaces, 
Prosperity  abound  ! 

4  For  friends  and  brethren  dear, 
Our  prayer  shall  never  cease  : 

Oft  as  they  meet  for  worship  here, 
God  send  his  people  peace  ! 

30.  S.  M.  E.  Tayloe. 

Call  to  the  House  of  Prayer. 

1  Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 
O  ye  afflicted,  come  : 

The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  you  there  — 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 
Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 

In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 
For  ye  have  felt  his  love  : 

Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 
Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 
In  mercy  looks  on  all  — 

Who  see'st  the  tear  of  misery, 
And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call  — 

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6     Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 
Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

21.  H.   M.  Watts. 
Delight  in  Public  Worship. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  above, 

How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples,  are  ! 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires, 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 

2  0  happy  souls  that  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  men  that  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 
They  praise  thee  still ;  and  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 

Throughout  these  mortal  years, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears  : 

0  glorious  seat,  when  God,  our  King, 
Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet ! 

22.  7s.  Hammond. 
A  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now ; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 

0,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee  ;  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

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ruBLic  woKsmr. 

3  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn  ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 

Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

4  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  fmd 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick  ;  the  captive  free  ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

23 .  L.   M.  Anonymous. 
For  Opening  or  Close  of  Service. 

1  Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford; 
Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word ; 
Now  let  thy  voice  engage  our  ear, 
And  faith  be  mixed  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove, 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfied  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  the  sacred  word  apply 
With  sovereign  power  and  energy  ; 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear, 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 

4  Father,  in  us  thy  Son  reveal ; 
Teach  us  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  saving  power  and  love  display, 
And  guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

24.  L.  M.  61.  Heber. 

Seeking  Refuge. 

1  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here : 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain  ; 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain  ; 
AVildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost : 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay  ; 
Turn  not,  0  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

25.  lis.   M.  Ed-aieston. 
The  House  of  God. 

1  There  's  a  refuge  of  peace  from  the  tempests  that 

beat, 
From  the  dark  clouds  that  threaten,  the  wild 
wind  that  blows  ; 
A  holy,  a  sweet  and  a  lovely  retreat, 

A  spring  of  refreshment,  a  place  of  repose. 

2  'Tis  the  house  of  my  God,  'tis  the  dwelling  of 

prayer, 
The  temple  all  hallowed  by  blessing  and  praise  ; 
If  sorrow  and  faithlessness  conquer  me,  there 
My  heart  to  the  throne  of  his  grace  I  can  raise. 

3  For  a  refuge  like  this,  ah,  what  praises  are  due  ! 

For  a  rest  so  serene,  for  a  covert  so  fair  : 
Ah,  why  are  the  seasons  of  worship  so  few  ? 
And  why  are  so  seldom  the  meetings  of  prayer  ? 

26.  8  &  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

The  Fount  of  Blessmg. 

1  Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating", 

Sordid  hopes,  and  vain  desires, 

Here  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 

2  From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 
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3  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind, 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation, 
From  the  stains  of  guilt  refined. 

4  Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none, 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 
From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

27.  C.  M.  Newton. 
A  Blessing  sought. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear ; 

Thy  presence  now  display  ; 
We  kneel  within  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
0,  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  The  clouds  which  veil  thee  from  our  sight, 

In  pity,  Lord,  remove  ; 
Dispose  our  minds  to  hear  aright 
The  message  of  thy  love. 

3  Help  us,  with  holy  fear  and  joy, 

To  kneel  before  thy  face  ; 
0,  make  us,  creatures  of  thy  power, 
The  children  of  thy  grace. 

28.  7s.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

Preparation  for  Worship. 

1  Lord,  before  thy  presence  come, 

Bow  we  down  with  holy  fear ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home, 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers 

Come  not  where  devotion  kneels ; 
Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 
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3  At  the  portals  of  thine  house, 

We  resign  our  earth-born  cares ; 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers. 

29,  C.  ML  Ripfon's  Coll. 
"  Hallowed  be  Thy  name" 

1  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King  ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord,  the  angels  cry ; 
Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 

Pay,  0  my  soul,  to  God; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God  !  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

30.  S.  M.  Ur wick's  Coll. 
Pleasures  of  Spiritual  Worship. 

1  How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  praises  join, 

With  saints  his  goodness  to  record, 
And  sing  his  power  divine ! 

2  These  seasons  of  delight 
The  dawn  of  glory  seem, 

Like  rays  of  pure,  celestial  light, 
Which  on  our  spirits  beam. 
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3  O,  blest  assurance  this  ; 
Bright  morn  of  heavenly  day ; 

Sweet  foretaste  of  eternal  bliss, 
That  cheers  the  pilgrim's  way. 

4  Thus  may  our  joys  increase, 
Our  love  more  ardent  grow, 

While  rich  supplies  of  Jesus'  grace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 

31.  C.  M.  Watts. 

God  present  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 

To  which  thy  God  resorts  ! 
'T  is  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays ; 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will ; 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

33.  C.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

A  Blessing  sought. 

1  Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 
And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again,  with  joyful  feet  we  come 
To  meet  cur  Saviour  here. 
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2  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind,  bestow ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

3  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

4  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise, 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 


3.  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady 

Public  Worship. 

1  For  thee,  0  God,  our  constant  praise 

In  Zion  wraits,  thy  chosen  seat ; 
Our  promised  altars  there  we  '11  raise, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 

2  0  thou,  who  to  my  humble  prayer 

Didst  always  bend  thy  listening  ear, 
To  thee  shall  all  mankind  repair, 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 

3  Our  sins,  though  numberless,  in  vain 

To  stop  thy  flowing  mercy  try ; 
For  thou  wilt  cleanse  the  guilty  stain, 
And  wash  away  the  crimson  dye. 

4  Blest  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  placed, 

Within  thy  sacred  dwelling  lives  ; , 
Whilst  we  at  humbler  distance*4aste 
The  vast  delight  thy  worship  gives. 
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3<4.  L.  M.  Frothingham. 

Truth  and  Love. 

1  0  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all, 

Within,  around  us,  and  above  ! 
Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 

Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed 

Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place ; 
With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received  — 
Our  spirits'  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour, 

To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side  — 

Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 

35.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

Invoking  a  Blessing. 

1  Lord  !  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And,  when  thou  hearest,  0  forgive ! 

2  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  Gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still,  by  the  power  of  his  great  name, 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

3  But  will  indeed  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest? 
Here  will  the  world's  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 
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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

4  That  glory  never  hence  depart ! 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart, 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

36.  7s.  M.  61.  J.  Newton. 

A  Prayer  for  Lord's  Day. 

1  Safely  through  another  week 

Thou  hast  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  thy  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  thy  courts  to-day  : 
Day,  of  all  the  week  the  best — 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour 

Through  the  week  our  praise  demand : 
Guarded  by  almighty  power, 

Fed  and  guided  by  thy  hand, 
May  we  not  forgetful  be, 
Nor  ungrateful,  Lord,  to  thee. 

3  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame. 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound ; 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints. 
Thus-let  all  our  sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 
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37  •  L.  M.  Bo  WRING. 

Evening    Worship. 

1  How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light ! 

How  shall  we  all  thy  love  declare ! 
The  e&rth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night, 

But, heaven  is  open  to  our  prayer, — 
That  heaven  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns  — 

That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound, 
Where  the  full  tide  of  being  runs, 

And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

2  We  would  adore  thee,  God  sublime  ! 

Whose  power  and  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Are  greater  than  the  round  of  time, 
And  wider  than  the  bounds  of  space, 

0  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 
All  lost  in  thine  immensity ! 

How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 
Amid  thy  dread  infinity  ! 

3  But  thou  art  present  with  us  here, 

As  in  thy  glittering,  high  domain ; 
And  grateful  hearts  and  humble  fear 

Can  never  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Help  us  to  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light! 

Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare ; 
And,  here  within  thy  courts  to-night, 

Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 

38.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

1  0  Father  !  though  the  anxious  fear 

May  cloud  to-morrow's  way, 
No  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here, — 
All  shall  be  tbine  to-day. 

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2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  shrine  ; 
But  each  unworthy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  this  temple  thine. 

3  Then  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

4  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  the  soul. 


39.  7S.   M.  BOWRING. 

Lowly  Praise. 

1  Lord,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
Hear  the  praises  of  our  race, 

And,  while  hearing,  let  thy  grace 
Dews  of  sweet  forgiveness  pour; 

While  we  know,  benignant  King, 

That  the  praises  which  we  bring 

Are  a  worthless  offering 

Till  thy  blessing  makes  it  more. 

2  More  of  truth,  and  more  of  might, 
More  of  love,  and  more  of  light, 
More  of  reason,  and  of  right, 

From  thy  pardoning  grace  be  given  ! 
It  can  make  the  humblest  song 
Sweet,  acceptable,  and  strong, 
As  the  strains  the  angels'  throng 

Pour  around  the  throne  of  heaven. 
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4LO.  L.  M.  M.  W.  Hale. 

The  Day  of  Rest. 

1  This  day  let  grateful  praise  ascend 
To  thee,  our  Father,  and  our  Friend, 
Thee,  Author  of  this  holy  light, 

Thee,  throned  in  boundless  power  and  might. 

2  O,  let  the  sacred  hours  be  given 
To  truth,  to  duty,  and  to  heaven ; 
While  trusting  faith  and  holy  love 
Eise  fervent  to  thy  throne  above. 

3  Grant  that  our  earthly  Sabbaths'  be 
But  dawnings  of  eternity, 

To  shadow  forth  the  glorious  rest, 
The  heavenly  quiet  of  the  blest. 

41.  L.  M.  Bathurst. 

Improvement  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  This  day  the  Lord  hath  called  his  own ; 

O,  let  us,  then,  his  praise  declare, 
Fix  our  desires  on  him  alone, 

And  seek  his  face  with  fervent  prayer. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  love  we  would  rejoice, 

"Which  bids  the  burdened  soul  be  free, 
And,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Devote  these  sacred  hours  to  thee. 

3  Now  let  the  world's  delusive  things 

No  more  our  grovelling  thoughts  employ, 
But  Faith  be  taught  to  stretch  her  wings, 
In  search  of  heaven's  unfailing  joy. 

4  0,  let  these  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord, 

Be  to  our  lasting  welfare  blest ; 
The  purest  comfort  here  afford, 
And  fit  us  for  eternal  rest. 
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42.  S.   M.  BuLFINCH. 

Sabbath  Worship. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day ! 
The  day  divinely  given, 

When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  sacred  hour, 
Within  thy  courts  we  bend, 

And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  Buflhou  art  not  alone 

In  courts  by  mortals  trod ; 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 
Of  yon  unmeasured  sky ; 

Thy  Sabbath,  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

5  Lord,  may  that  holier  day 
Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight ; 

And  purer  worship  may  we  pay 
In  heaven's  unclouded  light. 

4o«  S.  M.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Delights  of  the  Sabbath. 

1  Sweet  is  the  task,  0  Lord, 
Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing, 

To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 
Thy  boundless  love  to  tell ; 

And  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 
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3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 
To  join  in  heart  and  voice, 

With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy, 
Be  every  Sabbath  given, 

That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

44.  L.  M.  Raffles. 
The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  Blest  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 
And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour !  for,  where  the  Lord  resorts, 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

45.  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 
Devout  Worship  of  God. 

1  Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee ; 
Thy  saints  adore  thy  holy  name ; 
Thy  creatures  bend  th'  obedient  knee, 
And,  humbly,  thy  protection  claim. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Thy  hand  has  raised  us  from  the  dust : 

The  breath  of  life  thy  Spirit  gave  ; 
Where,  but  in  thee,  can  mortals  trust  ? 
Who,  but  our  God,  has  power  to  save  ? 

3  Still  may  thy  children  in  thy  word 

Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see ; 

0  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 

By  one  great  tie,  —  the  love  of  thee. 

4  So  shall  our  sun  of  hope  arise, 

With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray, 
Till  thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes 
With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 

46.  S.  M.  Watts. 

The  Sabbath  Welcomed. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 

Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 

Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day,  amid  the  place 
Where  my  dear  Lord  hath  been, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  folly  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

Till  called  to  rise  and  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 
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47.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Public  Worship.     Ps.  95. 

1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  : 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown  ; 
He  gave  the  seas  their  bound ; 

The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 
Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 

We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own : 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 
Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod ; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

48.  C.  M.  Jervis. 

Homage  and  Devotion. 

1  With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those  bright  realms  above  — 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

2  Thee  we  adore,  and,  Lord,  to  thee 

Our  filial  duty  pay ; 
Thy  service,  unconstrained  and  free, 
Conducts  to  endless  day. 

3  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  kneel 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 
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4  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  sing ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

49.  L.   M.  Newton. 
The  Lord's  Day. 

1  How  welcome  to  the  soul,  when  pressed 

With  six  days'  noise,  and  care,  and  toil, 
Is  the  returning  day  of  rest, 

Which  hides  us  from  the  world  awhile  ! 

2  How  happy  they,  whose  lot  is  cast 

Where  Christ  invites  the  "weary"  yet; 
They  find  their  sorrows  quickly  past, 
And  all  their  burdens  soon  forget. 

3  Though  pinched  with  poverty  at  home, 

With  sharp  afflictions  daily  fed, 
It  makes  amends,  if  they  can  come 

To  God's  own  house  for  heavenly  bread. 

4  We  thank  thee  for  thy  day,  O  Lord  ! 

And  here  thy  promised  presence  seek ; 
Open  thy  hand  with  blessings  stored, 
And  give  us  manna  for  the  week. 

50.  L.   M.  Butcher. 
Christian   Worship. 

1  Father  of  all !  where  shall  we  find 

A  temple  suited  to  thy  praise  ? 
To  thee,  the  uncreated  Mind, 

What  earthly  altar  shall  we  raise  ? 

2  We  '11  call  a  multitude  around, 

And  gladly  seek  the  house  of  prayer ; 
There  thy  salvation  we  have  found, 
And  still,  O  God,  we  11  seek  it  there. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  From  breast  to  breast  the  holy  flame 

Shall  kindle  round  the  sacred  place : 
At  once  we  '11  hymn  our  Father's  name, 
At  once  we  '11  seek  our  Father's  face. 

4  There,  heavenly  Father,  condescend 

To  meet  us  with  peculiar  love  ; 
And  when  the  hymns  of  earth  shall  end, 
We  '11  give  thee  nobler  hymns  above. 

51.  L.   M.  Pope's  Coll. 
The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Father  !  adored  in  worlds  above, 

Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still ; 

Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  love, 

And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

2  Lord !  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care ; 

Forgive  the  sins  which  we  forsake : 
And,  as  we  in  thy  kindness  share, 
Let  fellow-men  of  ours  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour  ; 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore  : 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power ; 
Be  thine  the  glory  evermore ! 

52.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
Mutual  Invitation. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands, 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

2  Come,  let  us  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favor  there, 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  offer  fervent  prayer. 

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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  Come,  let  us  share,  without  delay, 

The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 
Nor  shall  the  years  of  distant  life 
Their  mem'ry  e'er  efface. 

4  0,  may  our  children  ever  haste 

To  seek  their  fathers'  God, 
Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 
Their  fathers'  feet  have  trod. 

S3.  C.   If.  Milton. 

11  The  Lord  God  is  a  Sun  and  Shield."     Vs.  84. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings  fair, 

0  Lord  of  hosts,  how  dear 
The  pleasant  tabernacles  are 
Where  thou  dost  dwell  so  near ! 

2  Happy,  who  in  thy  house  reside, 

Where  thee  they  ever  praise, 
Happy,  whose  strength  in  thee  doth  bide, 
And  in  their  hearts  thy  ways. 

3  They  pass  through  sorrow's  thirsty  vale, 

That  dry  and  barren  ground, 
As  through  a  fruitful,  wat'ry  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  For  God  the  Lord,  both  sun  and  shield, 
^       Gives  grace  and  glory  bright ; 

No  good  from  them  shall  be  withheld 
Whose  ways  are  just  and  right. 
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54.  L.  M.  Salisbury  Coll. 
House  of  God. 

1  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power ; 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Him,  day  and  night 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings !  may  thy  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill : 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face  — 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 

55.  L.   M.  New  York  Coll. 
Sabbath  Day. 

1  We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day, 

Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given, 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away, 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  day  of  holy  rest, 

We  would  improve  the  calm  repose ; 
And,  in  thy  service  truly  blest, 

Forget  the  world,  its  joys  and  woes. 

3  Lord !  may  thy  truth,  upon  the  beart, 

Now  fall  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew, 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 

Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 
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56.  C.   M.  Montgomery. 
Introduction  to  Evening  Worship. 

1  On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 

When  his  disciples  met 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve, 
Nor  knew  the  Scripture  yet, — 

2  Lo  !  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen, — 

The  form  in  which  he  died  ; 
Their  Master's  marred  and  wounded  mien, — 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 

3  Then  were  they  glad  their  Lord  to  know, 

And  hailed  him,  yet  with  fear  ;  — 
Jesus,  again  thy  presence  show ; 
Meet  thy  disciples  here. 

4  Be  in  our  midst ;  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view, 
And  make  our  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say,  "  Peace  be  unto  you !  " 

57.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Going  to  Church.     Ps.  122. 

1  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  ! " 

2  Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 

The  holy  tribes  repair : 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

3  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 
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4  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still 
While  life  or  breath  remains; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred,  dwell; 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

58.  L.   M.  Stennett, 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Another  six  days'  work  is  doney 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  : 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  which  God  hath  blest. 

2  0  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  reposer 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows ! 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains r 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day — 

In  holy  pleasures  —  pass  away  : 
How  sweet,  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 

59.  7s.   M.  Miss  H.  F.  Gould 

The  Sabbath. 

1  Choice  of  God,  thou  blessed  day, 
At  thy  dawn  the  grave  gave  way 
To*  the  power  of  him  within, 
Who  had,  sinless,  bled  for  sin. 

2  Thine  the  radiance  to  illume 
First,  for  man,  the  dismal  tomb, 
When  its  bars  their  weakness  owned, 
There  revealing  death  dethroned. 

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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Then  the  Sun  of  righteousness 
Eose,  a  darkened  world  to  bless, 
Bringing-  up  from  mortal  night 
Immortality  and  light. 

4  Day  of  glory,  day  of  power, 
Sacred  be  thine  every  hour, 
Emblem,  earnest  of  the  rest 
That  remaineth  for  the  blest ! 

60.  C.   II.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  0  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapped 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 
O  what  a  sun  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

61.  L.   M.  Watts. 

Sabbath  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven.     Ps.  92. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  Kinir, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

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2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ! 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 

0  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  : 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine . 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine  ! 

4  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And,  raised  to  holier  courts  above, 

1  praise  thee  with  a  purer  love. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 


62.  C.  P.  M.  Merkick. 

The  Sabbath  and  the  Earthly  Temple. 

1  The  joyful  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 
That  calls  me  to  thy  sacred  dome, 

Thy  presence  to  adore  : 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willing  steps  thy  courts  ascend, 

And  tread  the  hallowed  floor. 

2  With  holy  joy  I  hail  the  day, 

That  warns  my  thirsting  soul  away ; 

What  transports  fill  my  breast ! 
For,  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power 
"Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest ! 
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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

Hither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo  !  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend, 

Their  tribute  hither  bring ; 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hail  the  immortal  Kino-. 


63.  CM.  Watts. 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand ; 
And  they  must  drink,  or  die. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

61.  L.  M.  Heber. 

The  Worship  of  Earth  and  Heaven. 

1  Hosanna  !  Lord,  thine  angels  cry : 
Hosanna  !  Lord,  we  hear  reply  : 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around, 
The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  O  Father  !  with  protecting  care 
Meet  us  in  this,  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
Assembled  in  Messiah's  name, 

Thy  promised  blessing  here  we  claim. 

3  But,  chiefest,  in  our  cleansed  breast, 
Eternal  !  let  thy  Spirit  rest ; 

And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 
%  A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  thee. 

65.  L.  M.  Watts. 
Watchfulness  and  Brotherly  Reproof.     Ps.  141. 

1  My  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense,  in  thy  house ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wandering  way ; 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer,  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  prest  with  grief 
I  '11  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief; 
And  by  my  warm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

66.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Pleasure  of  Public  Worship.     Ps.  84. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
0  Lord  of  Hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  Strength ;  and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  Helper,  God. 

4  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  the  nobler  worship  there. 


67.  L.   M.  C.  ROBBINS. 

11  Speak,  Lord,  for  thy  servant  hearethP 

1  While  thus  thy  throne  of  grace  we  seek, 
O  God,  within  our  spirits  speak ! 

For  we  will  hear  thy  voice  to-day, 
Nor  turn  our  hardened  hearts  away. 

2  Speak  in  thy  gentlest  tones  of  love, 
Till  all  our  best  affections  move ; 
We  long  to  hear  no  meaner  call, 
But  feel  that  Thou  art  all  in  all. 

3  To  conscience  speak  thy  quickening  word, 
Till  all  its  sense  of  sin  is  stirred  : 

For  we  would  leave  no  stain  of  guile, 
To  cloud  the  radiance  of  thy  smile. 

4  Speak,  Father,  to  the  anxious  heart, 
Till  every  fear  and  doubt  depart : 
For  we  can  find  no  home  or  rest, 
Till  with  thy  Spirit's  whispers  blest. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

08.  H.  M.  Roman  Breviary. 

For  a  Blessing  on  Worship. 

1  Here,  gracious  God!  do  thou 

For  evermore  draw  nigh ; 
Accept  each  faithful  prayer, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh : 
In  copious  shower,  on  all  who  pray, 
This  holy  day,  thy  blessings  pour. 

2  Here  may  we  find  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore ; 
And  may  that  grace  once  given, 

Be  with  us  evermore  : 
Until  that  day,  when  all  the  blest 
To  endless  rest  are  called  away. 

69.  L.  M.  Sun.  School  H.  B. 
Sabbath  Hymn. 

1  Called  by  the  Sabbath  bells  away, 

Unto  thy  holy  temple,  Lord, 
I  '11  go,  with  willing  mind  to  pray, 

To  praise  thy  name  and  hear  thy  word. 

2  O  sacred  day  of  peace  and  joy, 

Thy  hours  are  ever  dear  to  me ; 
Ne'er  may  a  sinful  thought  destroy 
The  holy  calm  I  find  in  thee. 

3  Dear  are  thy  peaceful  hours  to  me, 

For  God  has  given  them  in  his  love, 
To  tell  how  calm,  how  blest  shall  be 
The  endless  day  of  heaven  above. 

70.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld 
The  Worship  of  the  Heart. 

1  When,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 

Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
"What  rites,  what  honors  shall  he  pay  ? 

How  spread  his  Sovereign's  praise  abroad? 
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2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires, 

Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  ? 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  !  creation's  Lord 

Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare : 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

71.  7s.  M.  Sun.  School  H.  B 
Sunday  Evening. 

1  Sacred  day,  forever  blest ! 
Day  of  all  our  days  the  best ! 
Welcome  hours  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Free  from  toil,  fatigue,  and  care ! 

2  Happy,  truly  happy,  Lord, 

Those  who  hear  and  read  thy  word ! 
Happy  those  who  dwell  with  thee  ! 
Who  thy  grace  and  glory  see. 

3  We  once  more  have  heard  thy  voice, 
Lord,  in  thee  our  souls  rejoice ; 
Borne  by  faith  to  worlds  on  high, 
Called  to  reign  above  the  sky. 

4  Though  this  day  of  rest  wTe  close, 
Still  in  thee  our  hearts  repose  ; 
Guide  and  guard  us  all  our  days : 
O  may  all  our  lives  be  praise  ! 

72.  7s.  M.  61.  J.  Taylor. 

Invitation  to  pure  Worship . 

1  At  the  portals  of  thy  house, 
Lord,  we  leave  our  mortal  cares  : 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engage, 

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PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 

Songs  of  praise,  and  fervent  prayers. 
Pure  and  contrite  hearts  alone 
Find  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

2  Hapless  men,  whose  footsteps  stray 
From  the  temple  of  the  Lord ! 
Teach  them  Zion's  heavenly  way ; 
To  their  feet  thy  light  afford. 
Let  the  world  unite  to  raise 
Solemn  harmonies  of  praise. 

73.  L.  M.  61.  C.  Wesley. 
Worship  in  spirit  and  in  truth, 

1  Father  of  omnipresent  grace  ! 
We  seem  agreed  to  seek  thy  face : 
But  every  soul  assembled  here 
Doth  naked  in  thy  sight  appear ; 
Thou  know'st  who  only  bows  the  knee, 
And  who  in  heart  approaches  thee. 

2  To-day,  while  it  is  called  to-day, 
Awake  and  stir  us  up  to  pray ; 
The  spirit  of  thy  word  impart, 
And  breathe  the  life  into  our  heart ; 
Our  weakness  help,  our  darkness  chase, 
And  guide  us  by  the  light  of  grace. 

74.  L.   M.  DODDKIDGE. 

Subjection  to  the  Father  of  Spirits. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  light  and  thought ! 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot, 

Whilst  thee,  great  parent-mind,  we  own, 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 

2  Whilst  in  themselves  our  souls  survey 
Of  thee  some  faint  reflected  ray, 
They  wondering  to  their  Father  rise : 

His  power  how  vast !  his  thoughts  how  wise  ! 

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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

3  O  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 
The  willing  subjects  of  thy  grace ; 
And  through  each  path  of  duty  move, 
"With  filial  awe,  and  filial  love. 

7t5.  L.  M,  Montgomery. 

Public  Worship. 

1  God  in  his  temple  let  us  meet, 

In  spirit,  low  before  him  bend  : 
Here  he  hath  fixed  his  mercy-seat, 
Here  on  his  Sabbath  we  attend. 

2  Arise  into  thy  resting-place, 

Thou,  and  thine  ark  of  strength,  0  Lord ! 
Shine  through  the  veil,  we  seek  thy  face : 
Speak,  for  we  hearken  to  thy  word. 

3  With  righteousness  thy  priests  array  : 

Joyful  thy  favored  people  be  : 
Let  those  who  teach,  and  those  who  pray, 
Let  all — be  holiness  to  thee  ! 

76.  L.  M.  61.  Dryden. 

The  Divine  Spirit  implored. 

1  Creator  Spirit,  by  whose  light 

The  sleeping  worfds  were  called  from  night ! 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind, 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind ; 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  sevenfold  energy ; 

Our  frailty  help,  our  vice  control, 
Thou  ruler  of  our  secret  soul ! 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  haply  stray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  the  way. 
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PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 

77.  L.  M.  J.  Wesley. 

11  The  healthful  spirit  of  GooVs  grace." 

1  Sfirit  of  grace,  and  health,  and  power  ! 

Fountain  of  light  and  love  below  ! 
Abroad  thy  healing  influence  shower ; 
On  all  thy  servants  let  it  flow. 

2  Inflame  our  hearts  with  perfect  love ; 

In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil : 
So  not  heaven's  host  shall  swifter  move, 
Than  we  on  earth  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Father  !  't  is  thine  each  day  to  yield 

Thy  children's  wants  a  fresh  supply ; 
Thou,  cloth'st  the  lilies  of  the  field, 
And  hearest  the  young  ravens  cry. 

4  On  thee  we  cast  our  care ;  we  live 

Through  thee,  who  know'st  our  every  need : 

0  feed  us  with  thy  grace,  and  give 
Our  souls  this  day  the  living  bread ! 

78.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Life  dedicated  to  God. 

1  Shine  on  our  souls,  eternal  God ! 

With  rays  of  beauty  shine  ; 
O  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  all  their  round  be  thine. 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain  ; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin  ; 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent ; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

80 


CLOSE    OF   WORSHIP. 

4  Thus  cheer  us  through  the  checkered  road, 
Till  all  our  labors  cease, 
And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 

79.  7s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Sabbath  Evening, 

1  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth,  as  daylight  fades ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 

At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad ; 
'T  is  the  holy  peace  of  God, — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 


CLOSE   OF  WORSHIP. 

80.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Close  of  Worship.     Evening. 

1  Ere  to  the  world  again  we  go, 
Its  pleasures,  cares,  and  idle  show, 
Thy  grace  once  more,  O  God,  we  orave, 
From  folly  and  from  sin  to  save. 
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CLOSE    OF   WORSHIP. 

2  May  the  great  truths  we  here  have  heard— 
The  lessons  of  thy  holy  word  — 

Dwell  in  our  inmost  bosoms  deep, 
And  all  our  souls  from  error  keep. 

3  Oh  !  may  the  influence  of  this  day, 
Long  as  our  memory  with  us  stay, 
And  as  an  angel  guardian  prove, 
To  guide  us  to  our  home  above. 

81.  CM.  Cappe's  Sel. 
Prayer  for  Divine  Direction. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light, 

Supremely  good  and  wise, 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Safely  conduct  us,  by  thy  grace, 

Through  life's  perplexing  road ; 
And  place  us,  when  that  journey  's  o'er, 
At  thy  right  hand,  0  God. 

82.  8s.  7s.  &  4s.  Jay. 
Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit, 
Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Raise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ; 

From  the  gospel 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 
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CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  0,  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

Which  thy  word  's  designed  to  give ; 
Let  us  all,  thy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive, 

And  forever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 

83.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
After  Divine  Service. 

1  Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice 

At  which  the  dead  shall  live ; 
0,  may  the  sound  our  hearts  rejoice, 
And  strength  immortal  give  ! 

2  And  have  we  heard  the  word  with  joy  ? 

And  have  we  felt  its  power? 
To  keep  it  be  our  blest  employ, 
Till  life's  extremest  hour. 

84.  8  &  7S.   M.  BlCKERSTETH. 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me, 

Through  my  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  me, 
Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 

2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 

Meekly  kneeling,  I  implore  ; 
I  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

85.  7s.  M.  Peabody's  Coll. 

Closing  Supplication. 

1  Father  !  bless  thy  word  to  all ; 

Quick  and  powerful  may  it  prove ; 
0,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call, 
May  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

83 


CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  Father,  bid  the  world  rejoice ; 

Send  thy  heavenly  truth  abroad ; 
May  the  nations  hear  thy  voice, 
Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 

86.  C.  M.  Bp.  Heber. 
"  The  Seed  is  the  Word  of  GodP 

1  O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 

By  whom  the  harvest  blest ; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from  heaven, 
Is  planted  in  our  breast. 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air ; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care  ! 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strewn, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply : 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 

87.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 
u  God  giveth  the  Increase" 

1  Now,  Lord,  the  heavenly  seed  is  sown, 

Be  it  thy  servants'  care 
Thy  heavenly  blessing  to  bring  down 
By  humble,  fervent  prayer. 

2  In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 

And  water,  too,  in  vain : 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain. 

3  Then  shall  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 

Begin  this  song  divine  — 
"Thou,  Lord,  hast  given  the  rich  increase, 
And  be  the  glory  thine." 
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CLOSE    OF   WORSHIP. 

88.  L.  M.  H.  Ballou. 
Dismission. 

1  From  worship,  now,  thy  church  dismiss  — 

But  not  without  thy  blessing,  Lord ; 

0  grant  a  taste  of  heavenly  bliss, 
And  seal  instruction  from  thy  word. 

2  Oft  may  these  pleasant  scenes  return 

When  we  shall  meet  to  worship  thee ; 
Oft  may  our  hearts  within  us  burn 
To  hear  thy  word,  thy  goodness  see. 

3  And  when  these  pleasant  scenes  are  past, 

To  thee,  our  God,  0  may  we  come, 
And  meet  th'  assembled  world  at  last, 
In  Zion,  our  eternal  home. 

89.  H.  M.  J.  Newton. 

The  Same. 

On  what  has  now  been  sown 

Thy  blessing,  Lord,  bestow; 
The  power  is  thine  alone 
To  make  it  spring  and  grow. 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 

90.  H.  M.  E.  Turner. 
Thanks  at  the  Close  of  Service. 

1  Kind  Lord,  before  thy  face 

Again  with  joy  we  bow, 
For  all  the  gifts  and  grace 

Thou  dost  on  us  bestow. 
Our  tongues  would  all  thy  love  proclaim, 
And  chant  the  honors  of  thy  name. 

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CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  Here,  in  thine  earthly  house, 

Our  joyful  souls  have  met ; 
Here  paid  our  solemn  vows, 

And  felt  our  union  sweet. 
For  this  our  tongues  thy  love  proclaim, 
And  chant  the  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Now  may  we  dwell  in  peace 

Till  here  again  we  come  ; 
And  may  our  love  increase 

Till  thou  shalt  bring  us  home. 
Then  shall  our  tongues  thy  love  proclaim, 
And  chant  the  honors  of  thy  name. 

91.  S  &  7s.  M.  C.  Robbins. 

Close  of  Worship.     Evening. 

1  Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth ; 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night  — 
May  the  Sun  that  ever  shineth, 
Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 

2  Softly  now  the  dew  is  falling ; 

Peace  o'er  all  the  scene  is  spread;  — 
On  his  children  meekly  calling, 
Purer  influence  God  will  shed. 

3  While  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 

Thus  our  parting  hymn  we  sing, 
Father,  give  thine  evening  blessing ; 
Fold  us  safe  beneath  thy  wing. 

92.  C.  M.  Kippis'  Coll. 
Close  of  Evening  Worship. 

1   Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past ; 
And,  as  the  setting  sun 
Sinks  downward  in  the  radiant  west, 
Our  parting  beams  be  gone. 

86 


CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  May  He,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 

Our  sacred  rites  attend, 
Uniting  all  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Till  life's  short  journey  end  ; 

3  And  as  the  rapid  sands  run  down, 

Our  virtue  still  improve, 
Till  each  receive  the  glorious  crown 
Of  never-fading  love. 

93.  L.  M.  Heber. 

Close  of  Service, 

1  Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came : 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise, 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

The  Lord  our  strength  and  righteousness ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above ; 
Then  shall  we  better  sing  thy  love. 

94.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 
Praise  from  all  Lands. 

1  All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord ; 

All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise ; 

Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord, 

Praise  the  Lord,  forever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like  the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love ; 

Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath ; 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above ; 
Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe. 

87 


CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 


95.  L.  M.  Watts. 
The  Joy  and  Blessing  of  Worship. 

1  Lord,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see 
A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  ; 

At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray, 
They  hear  of  heaven  and  learn  the  way. 

2  0,  write  upon  our  memory,  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrines  of  thy  word : 
That  we  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

96.  8  &  7s.  M.  S.  F.  Adams. 
Close  of  Worship, 

1  Part  in  peace  !  is  day  before  us  ? 

Praise  his  name  for  life  and  light ; 
Are  the  shadows  lengthening  o'er  us  ? 
Bless  His  care  who  guards  the  night. 

2  Part  in  peace  !  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living, 
Tranquil  memory  to  the  dead. 

3  Part  in  peace !  such  are  the  praises 

God,  our  Maker,  loveth  best ; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

97.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 
Close  of  Worship.     Evening, 

1  While  now  upon  this  Sabbath  eve, 
Thy  house,  Almighty  God,  we  leave, 
'T  is  sweet,  as  sinks  the  setting  sun, 
To  think  on  all  our  duties  done. 


CLOSE    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  Oh  !  evermore  may  all  our  bliss 
Be  peaceful,  pure,  divine,  like  this ; 
And  may  each  Sabbath,  as  it  flies, 
Fit  us  for  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

98.  8  &  7s.  M.  Toplady's  Coll. 

Dismission. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 

09.  L.  M.  Montgomery 

Sunday  Evening. 

1  Millions  within  thy  courts  have  been ; 

Millions  this  day  have  bent  the  knee  ; 
But  thou,  soul-searching  God !  hast  seen 
The  hearts  of  all  that  worshipped  thee. 

2  From  east  to  west  the  sun  surveyed, 

From  north  to  south,  adoring  throngs ; 
And  still,  where  evening  stretched  her  shade, 
The  stars  came  forth  to  hear  their  songs. 

3  And  not  a  prayer,  a  tear,  a  sigh, 

Hath  failed  this  day  some  suit  to  gain ; 
To  those  in  trouble  thou  wert  nigh ; 
Not  one  hath  sought  thy  face  in  vain. 

4  Yet  one  prayer  more  ;  —  and  be  it  one, 

In  which  both  heaven  and  earth  accord : 
Fulfil  thy  promise  to  thy  Son ; 

Let  all  that  breathe  call  Jesus  Lord ! 
8*  89 


CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

100.  L.  M.  Moravian. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Thy  name  be  hallowed  evermore  ; 

O  God  !  thy  kingdom  come  with  power ! 
Thy  will  be  done,  and  day  by  day, 
Give  us  our  daily  bread,  we  pray : 

2  Lord !  evermore  to  us  be  given 

The  living  bread  that  came  from  heaven : 

Water  of  life  on  us  bestow, 

Thou  art  the  Source,  the  Fountain  thou. 


CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES  AND  PROVIDENCE 
OF  GOD. 

101.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Being  of  God. 

1  There  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 

Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skies: 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  first  the  beams  of  morning  rise. 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  The  flowery  tribes,  all  blooming,  rise 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art ; 
Their  bright,  inimitable  dyes 

Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 

4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  a  God  ; 
Come,  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 
90 


CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

109.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God  our  Father. 

1  My  Father !  cheering-  name  ! 
0,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 

Give  me  the  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 

2  Whate'er  thy  will  denies, 
I  calmly  would  resign ; 

For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise : 
O,  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

3  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 

0  give  me  strength  to  bear 
Still  let  me  know  a  father  reigns, 

And  trust  a  father's  care. 

4  Thy  ways  are  little  known 
To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 

Yet  shall  my  soul,  believing,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

5  My  Father  ! — blissful  name  ! 
Above  expression  dear ! 

If  thou  accept  my  humble  claim, 

1  bid  adieu  to  fear. 

103.  L.  M.  Bryant. 

The  Paternal  Love  of  God. 

1  Father  !  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 
All  that  is  fair  and  good  below ; 
Bestower  of  the  health  that  lies 

On  tearless  cheeks  and  cheerful  eyes  ! 

2  Giver  of  sunshine  and  of  rain  ! 
Ripener  of  fruits  on  hill  and  plain  ! 
Fountain  of  light,  that,  rayed  afar, 
Fills  the  vast  urns  of  sun  and  star  ! 

91 


CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  Yet  deem  we  not  that  thus  alone, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  love  are  shown ; 
For  we  have  learned,  with  higher  praise, 
And  holier  names,  to  speak  thy  ways. 

4  In  woe's  dark  hour,  our  kindest  stay ! 
Sole  trust  when  life  shall  pass  away ! 
Teacher  of  hopes  that  light  the  gloom 
Of  death,  and  consecrate  the  tomb  ! 

104.  C.  M.  Martineau's  Coll. 

Omnipotence  of  God. 

1  'Twas  God  who  fixed  the  rolling  spheres, 

And  stretched  the  boundless  skies, 
Who  formed  the  plan  of  endless  years, 
And  bade  the  ages  rise. 

2  From  everlasting  is  his  might, 

Immense  and  unconfmed ; 
He  pierces  through  the  realms  of  light, 
And  rides  upon  the  wind. 

3  He  darts  along  the  burning  sky  ; 

Loud  thunders  round  him  roar ; 
Through  worlds  above  his  terrors  fly, 
While  worlds  below  adore. 

4  He  speaks,  —  great  nature's  wrheels  stand  still, 

And  leave  their  wonted  round ; 
The  mountains  melt ;  each  trembling  hill 
Forsakes  its  ancient  bound. 

5  Ye  worlds,  and  every  living  thing, 

Fulfil  his  high  command ; 
Pay  grateful  homage  to  your  King, 
And  own  his  ruling  hand. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND   PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

105.  C.  M.  H.  K.  White. 
Almighty  Power  and  Majesty  of  God. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might ; 

The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  the  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Ye  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ■ 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain  pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies ; 
He  binds  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations,  bend ;  in  reverence  bend ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 

106.  C.  M.  Watts. 

God  is  Everywhere. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES   AND    PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within ; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ; 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

107*  L.  M.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Eternity  of  God, 

1  Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 

Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood, 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight, 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 
At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life  's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er, 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 

And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

4  To  us,  0  Lord,  the  wisdom  give, 

Each  passing  moment  so  to  spend, 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

108.  C.  M.  61.  CONDER. 
Where  is  God  ? 

1  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Farther  than  thought  itself  can  flee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high  ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me, 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  nigh. 

2  We  hear  thy  voice  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control : 

Yet  still  thou  art  not  there. 
Where  shall  I  find  Him,  0  my  soul, 

Who  yet  is  everywhere? 

3  0,  not  in  circling  depth,  or  height, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast, 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest. 
0  come,  thou  Presence  Infinite, 

And  make  thy  creatures  blest. 

109.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  all-seeing  God. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

3  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND   PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

4  0  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ! 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin ;  for  God  is  there. 


110.  L.  M.  61.  Montgomery. 

God  Good  and  Omniscient. 

1  How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace, 

O  God  !  to  me, — how  great  the  sum ! 
New  every  morn,  they  never  cease  ; 

They  were,  they  are,  and  yet  shall  come, 
In  number  and  in  compass  more 
Than  ocean's  sand,  or  ocean's  shore. 

2  Search  me,  0  God !  and  know  my  heart, 

Try  me,  my  secret  soul  survey ; 
And  warn  thy  servant  to  depart 

From  every  false  and  evil  way : 
So  shall  thy  truth  my  guidance  be, 
In  life  and  immortality. 

Ill*  L.  M.  Blacklock. 

Omniscience  and  Omnipresence. 

1  Father  of  all,  omniscient  Mind, 

Thy  wisdom  who  can  comprehend  ? 
Its  highest  point  what  eye  can  find, 
Or  to  its  lowest  depths  descend  ? 

2  If  up  to  heaven's  ethereal  height, 

Thy  prospect  to  elude,  I  rise, 
In  splendor  there  supremely  bright, 
Thy  presence  shall  my  sight  surprise. 

3  Thee,  mighty  God,  my  wondering  soul, 

Thee,  all  her  conscious  powers  adore, 
Whose  being  circumscribes  the  whole, 
Whose  eyes  the  universe  explore. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES  AND    PROVIDENCE  OF   GOD. 

4  Thine  essence  fills  this  breathing  frame  ; 

It  glows  in  every  vital  part, 
Lights  up  our  souls  with  livelier  flame, 
And  feeds  with  life  each  beating  heart. 

5  To  thee,  from  whom  our  being  came, 

Whose  smile  is  all  the  heaven  wTe  know, 
Inspired  with  this  exalted  theme, 

To  thee  our  grateful  strains  shall  flow. 

112.  CM.  Watts. 

Infinity  of  God. 

1  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

How  weak  and  frail  are  wre  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  earth  or  heaven  was  made ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there  s  nothing  old  appears, 
Great  God,  there 's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  varying  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

113.  S.  P.  M.  Watts. 

The  Majesty  of  God. 

1     The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains, 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned, 
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CHARACTER,    ATTRIBUTES  AND    PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high 

Ere  stars  adorned  the  sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  Thy  promises  are  true  ; 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 

There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove  ; 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

114.  8&7s.  M.  BOWMNG 

God  is  Love. 

1  God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove  ; 
Bliss  he  wakes,  and  woe  he  lightens ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES   AND  PROVIDENCE    OF  GOD. 

115.  L.  M.  Fergus. 

God  the  Creator. 

1  The  Spirit  moved  upon  the  waves 

That  darkly  rolled,  a  shoreless  sea  ; 
He  spake  the  word,  and  light  burst  forth, 
A  glorious,  bright  immensity. 

2  At  his  command,  the  mountains  heaved 

Their  rocky  pinnacles  on  high, 
Island  and  continent  displayed 
Their  desert  grandeur  to  the  sky. 

3  The  voice  of  God  was  heard  again, 

And  lovely  flowers  and  graceful  trees 
Appeared  on  every  vale  and  plain, 
And  perfumes  floated  on  the  breeze. 

4  The  word  went  forth,  and  vast  and  high 

The  heavenly  orbs  gave  out  their  light, 
O'er  all  the  earth  and  sea  and  sky ; 
The  rulers  of  the  day  and  night. 

110.  L.  M.  61.       Montgomery's  Coll 

Omnipresence  of  God. 

1  Above,  below,  where'er  I  gaze, 

Thy  guiding  finger,  Lord,  I  view, 
Traced  in  the  midnight  planets'  blaze, 

Or  glist'ning  in  the  morning  dew : 
Whate'er  is  beautiful  or  fair, 
Is  but  thine  own  reflection  there. 

2  And  when  the  radiant  orb  of  light 

•   Hath  tipped  the  mountain  tops  with  gold, 
Smote  with  the  blaze,  my  weary  sight 
Shrinks  from  the  wonders  I  behold ; 
That  ray  of  glory,  bright  and  fair, 
Is  but  thy  living  shadow  there. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES  AND  PROVIDENCE   OF  GOD 

3  Thine  is  the  silent  noon  of  night, 
The  twilight  eve,  the  dewy  morn ; 
Whate'er  is  beautiful  and  bright, 

Thy  hands  have  fashioned  to  adorn. 
Thy  glory  walks  in  every  sphere, 
And  all  things  whisper,  "God  is  here." 

117.  CM.  Watts. 
The  Perfections  of  God. 

1  How  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God, 

That  infinite  Unknown  ? 
Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 

2  Those  watchful  eyes  that  never  sleep, 

Survey  the  world  around : 
His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep, 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned. 

3  Speak  we  of  strength,  his  arm  is  strong, 

To  save  or  to  destroy  : 
To  him  eternal  years  belong, 
And  never-ending  joy. 

4  He  knows  no  shadow  of  a  change, 

Nor  alters  his  decrees ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains, 
To  guard  his  promises. 

118.  C.  M.  Drennan. 

"God  is  a  Spirit." 

1  The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  universal  Lord ; 
Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell  and  be  adored. 

2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 

Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer, 
Or  on  the  earth,  or  in  the  skies, 
The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES  AND   PROVIDENCE    OF  GOD. 

3  His  presence  is  diffused  abroad 

Through  realms,  through  worlds  unknown; 
Who  seek  the  mercies  of  our  God 
Are  ever  near  his  throne. 


119.  CM.  Watts. 

Power,  Wisdom  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  I  sing  the  mighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  There  's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow, 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

120.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Gilman. 
God  our  Father. 

1  Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 

When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power  ? 
My  Father !  let  me  turn  to  thee, 
And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  rushing  grief, 
Which  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief? 
My  Father !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

9*  101 


CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy, 
When  hope  is  all  my  soul's  employ  ? 
My  Father  !  still  my  hopes  will  roam, 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene, 
The  glow  of  life,  the  dying  hour, 
Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  power. 

121.  10s.  M.  Mme.  Guion. 
God  Incomprehensible. 

1  Almighty  Former  of  creation's  plan, 
Faintly  reflected  in  thine  image,  man ; 

Holy  and  just,  —  the  greatness  of  whose  name 
Rules  and  supports  this  universal  frame  :  — 

2  Whose  spirit  fills  the  infinitude  of  space, — 
Who  art  thyself  thine  own  vast  dwelling  place ;  — 
Soul  of  our  soul,  whom  yet  no  sense  of  ours 
Discerns,  eluding  our  most  active  powers  :  — 

3  Encircling  shades  attend  thine  awful  throne, 
That  veil  thy  face,  and  keep  thee  still  unknown ; 
Unknown,  though  dwelling  in  our  inmost  part, 
Lord  of  the  thoughts,  and  Sovereign  of  the  heart ! 

122.  C.  M.  Wallace. 
God  seen  in  his  Works. 

1  There  's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night, 
But  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

2  There  's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 

Upon  the  parching  clod, 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 
That  is  not  sent  by  God. 

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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES   AND   TROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

3  There's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 

In  ocean  deep,  or  air, 
"Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found ; 
For  God  is  everywhere. 

4  Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 

Wherever  space  extends, 
There  Heaven  displays  its  boundless  love, 
And  power  with  goodness  blends. 

123.  C.  M.  Watts. 

God  the  Creator. 

1  Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise; 

Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing : 
While  with  thy  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace,  ring. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  decked  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Almighty  power,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

124.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

God,  oar  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1     My  Maker  and  my  King  ! 
.  To  thee  my  all  I  owe  : 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring, 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND   PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 

A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
On  thee  alone  I  live  :     . 

My  God  !  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

4  0  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

125,  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Good  Providence  of  God.    Ps.  36. 

1  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God ! 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large ; 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share  ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

126.  L.  M.  KlPPlS. 

God  Incomprehensible. 

1  Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  And  yet  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  minds  to  know ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  0,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  : 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

197.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God  Unchangeable. 

1  Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

0  thou  eternal  God; 
Each  future  age  shall  know  thy  name. 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven 
With  matchless  skill  was  made. 

3  Soon  may  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND   PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 
Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 
With  undiminished  rays. 

128.  C.   M.  CoWPER. 

Purposes  of  God  developed  by  his  Providence 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

3  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

4  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

5  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

129*  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

"  The  darkness  and  the  light  are  both  alike  to  thee" 

1     In  darkness  as  in  light, 
Hidden  alike  from  new, 
I  sleep,  I  wake  within  His  sight, 
Who  looks  existence  through. 
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CHARACTER,  ATTRIBUTES    AND    TROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

2  From  the  dim  hour  of  birth, 
Through  every  changing  state 

Of  mortal  pilgrimage  on  earth, 
Till  its  appointed  date ; 

3  All  that  I  am, — have  been, — 
All  that  I  yet  may  be, 

He  sees  at  once,  as  he  hath  seen, 
And  shall  forever  see. 


130.  C.  M.  Browne. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Lord  !  thou  art  good  :  all  nature  shows 

Its  mighty  Author  kind  : 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Full,  free,  and  unconfmed. 

2  The  whole,  and  every  part,  proclaims 

Thine  infinite  good-will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  and  flows  in  streams, 
And  blooms  on  every  hill. 

3  We  view  it  o'er  the  spreading  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Through  the  vast  whole  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  every  part : 
0,  may  such  love  attract  my  eyes, 
And  captivate  my  heart ! 

5  My  highest  admiration  raise, 

My  best  affections  move  ! 
Employ  my  tongue  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love ! 
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CHARACTER,   ATTRIBUTES   AND   PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD. 

131.  L.  M.  Mme.  Guion. 
The  Omnipresent  Peace  of  God. 

1  0  thou,  by  long  experience  tried, 
Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide ;  — 
My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
My  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent ! 

2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove, 

To  souls  impressed  with  sacred  love; 
Where'er  they  dwell,  they  dwell  in  thee. 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

3  To  them  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
Their  country  is  in  every  clime ; 
They  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

4  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 

But  with  a  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'T  is  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

132.  C.  M.  Eng.  Bap.  Coll. 
Providence  Kind  and  Bountiful. 

1  Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  stands, 

While  earthly  thrones  decay  ; 
And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

2  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 

Its  unexhausted  store ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 

3  Holy  and  just  in  all  its  ways 

Is  Providence  divine ; 
In  all  its  works,  immortal  rays 
Of  power  and  mercy  shine. 
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CHARACTER,    ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

4  The  praise  of  God  —  delightful  theme  !  — 
Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue ; 
Let  all  creation  bless  his  name, 
In  one  eternal  song. 

133.  S.  St  Watts. 
A  Holy  God.    Ps.  99. 

1  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet ; 

His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 

When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 
Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abused  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
Whose  grace  is  still  the  same ; 

Still  he  's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

134.  CM.  Tate  &  Brady. 
God's  Condescension. 

1  0  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondering  sight, — 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light,  — 
0 


CHARACTER,    ATTRIBUTES   AND   PROVIDENCE    OF   GOD, 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  he  is  blessed 

With  thy  peculiar  care  ! 
Why  on  his  offspring  is  conferred 
Of  love  so  large  a  share  ? 

4  0  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  I 

135.  L.  M.  Wm.  Taylor. 

God  the  Universal  Benefactor. 

1  God  of  the  universe  !  whose  hand 

Hath  sown  with  suns  the  fields  of  space, 
Round  which,  obeying  thy  command, 
Unnumbered  worlds  fulfil  their  race : 

2  How  vast  the  region,  where  thy  will 

Existence,  form,  and  order  gives ! 
Pleased  the  wide  cup  with  joy  to  fill, 
For  all  that  grows,  and  feels,  and  lives. 

3  Lord !  while  we  thank  thee,  let  us  learn 

Beneficence  to  all  below ; 
Those  praise  thee  best,  whose  bosoms  burn 
Thy  gifts  on  others  to  bestow. 

136.  L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Holiness  of  God. 

1  Holy  as  thou,  0  Lord,  is  none ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thine  own ; 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 

Is  ours,  a  drop  derived  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Only  thy  glory  we  declare ; 
And  humbled  into  nothing  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

110 


CHARACTER,    ATTRIBUTES  AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  Sole  self-existent  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  the  heavenly  hosts  adored ! 
Let  all  on  earth  how  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty. 

137.  6s.  M.  DutnoioND. 

Unity  of  God. 

1  The  God  who  reigns  alone 

O'er  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
Let  man  with  praises  own, 
And  sound  his  honors  high. 

2  Him  all  in  heaven  above, 

Him  all  on  earth  below, 
The  exhaustless  Source  of  love, 
The  great  Creator  know. 

3  He  formed  the  living  flame, 

He  gave  the  reasoning  mind ; 
Then  only  He  may  claim 
The  worship  of  mankind. 

4  So  taught  his  only  Son, 

Blessed  messenger  of  grace  ! 
The  Eternal  is  but  one, 
No  second  holds  his  place. 

138.  C.  M.  Thomson. 

All-embracing  Providence  of  God. 

1  Jehovah  God  !  thy  gracious  power 

On  every  hand  we  see ; 
0  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  If,  on  the  wings  of  morn,  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love,  our  path  surround. 
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CHARACTER,    ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies  ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father,  and  our  Friend ! 

139.  C.  ML  Bedi>ome. 

TJie  Hysterics  of  Providence, 

1  Almighty  God  !  thy  wondrous  works 

Of  providence  and  grace, 
An  angel's  perfect  mind  exceed, 
And  all  our  pride  abase. 

2  Stupendous  heights  !  amazing  depths  J 

Creatures  in  vain  explore  : 
Or,  if  a  transient  glimpse  we  gain, 
'T  is  faint  and  quickly  o'er. 

3  Though  all  the  mysteries  lie  concealed 

Beyond  what  we  can  see, 
Grant  us  the  knowledge  of  ourselves, 
The  knowledge,  Lord,  of  thee. 

140.  L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 
"  Whither  shall  I  go  from  thy  presence  ?" 

1  Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 
My  rising  up  and  lying  down  ; 

My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceived  by  me. 

2  0  could  I  so  perfidious  be, 

To  think  of  once  deserting  thee  ! 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  influence  shun  ? 
Or  whither  from  thy  presence  run  ? 
112 


CHARACTER,    ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD. 

3  If  I  the  morning's  wings  could  gain, 
And  fly  beyond  the  western  main, 
Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

4  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  sable  wings  of  night, 

One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

5  Search,  try,  0  God,  my  thoughts  and  heart, 
If  mischief  lurks  in  any  part ; 

Correct  me  where  I  go  astray, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

141  •  L.  M.  61.  W.Ray. 

Perfection  of  God. 

1  Thou  art,  almighty  Lord  of  all, 

From  everlasting  still  the  same; 
Before  thee  dazzling  seraphs  fall, 

And  veil  their  faces  in  a  flame, 
To  see  such  bright  perfections  glow — 
Such  floods  of  glory  from  thee  flow. 

2  What  mortal  hand  shall  dare  to  paint 

A  semblance  of  thy  glory,  Lord  ? 
The  brightest  rainbow-tints  are  faint ; 

The  brightest  stars  of  heaven  afford 
But  dim  effusions  of  those  rays 
Of  light  that  round  Jehovah  blaze. 

3  The  sun  himself  is  but  a  gleam, 

A  transient  meteor,  from  thy  throne ; 
And  every  frail  and  fickle  beam, 

That  ever  in  creation  shone, 
Is  nothing,  Lord,  compared  to  thee 
In  thy  own  vast  immensity. 
10*  113 


CHARACTER,   ATTRIBUTES    AND   PROVIDENCE    OF    GODV 

4  But  though  thy  brightness  may  create 
All  worship  from  the  hosts  above, 
What  most  thy  name  must  elevate 
Is,  that  thou  art  a  God  of  love  ; 
And  mercy  is  the  central  sun 
Of  all  thy  glories  joined  in  one. 

142*  L.  M.  Wattsv 

"Canst  thou  find  out  the  Almighty 7" 

1  Can  creatures  to  perfection  find 
Th'  eternal,  uncreated  Mind  ? 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  God  is  a  King  of  power  unknown  ; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
If  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

3  He  frowns,  and  darkness  veils  the  moon ; 
The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon  : 
The  pillars  of  heaven's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

4  These  are  a  portion  of  his  ways  : 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
Who  can  endure  his  light,  or  stand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

14L3»  C.  H.  M.  Anonymous 

The  surpassing  Glory  of  God. 

1   Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 
Such  radiant  gems  are  strown, 
0  what  magnificence  must  glow, 
Great  God,  about  thy  throne  ! 
So  brilliant  here  these  drops  of  light  — 
There  the  full  ocean  rolls — how  bright ! 
114 


CHARACTER,   ATTRIBUTES    AND    FROVIDENCE    OF    GOD 

2  If  night's  blue  curtain  of  the  sky  — 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought, 
Hung  like  a  royal  canopy 

With  glittering  diamonds  fraught — 
Be,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outer  veil, 
What  splendor  at  the  shrine  must  dwell ! 

3  The  dazzling  sun,  at  noon-day  hour — 

Forth  from  his  flaming  vase 
Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower 

Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze  — 
But  shows,  0  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine  : 
What,  then,  the  day  where  thou  dost  shine  ? 

4  0  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 

That  noon  of  living  rays  ! 
Or  how  our  spirits  so  impure, 

Upon  thy  glory  gaze  !  — 
Anoint,  0  Lord,  anoint  our  sight, 
And  fit  us  for  that  world  of  light. 

144.  C.  M.  Sternhold. 

Majesty  of  God.     Ps.  18. 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain, 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
Forevermore  shall  reign. 
115 


CHARACTER,   ATTRIBUTES    AND    PROVIDENCE    OF    GOD 

145.  C.   M.  Watts. 
Decrees  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 

Abased  before  the  Lord  : 
Whate'er  his  mighty  hand  has  formed 
He  governs  with  a  word. 

2  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3  Trusting  thy  wisdom,  God  of  love, 

We  would  not  wish  to  know 
What,  in  the  book  of  thy  decrees, 
Awaits  us  here  below 

4  Be  this  alone  our  fervent  prayer, — 

Whate'er  our  lot  shall  be, 
Or  joys,  or  sorrows,  may  they  form 
Our  souls  for  heaven  and  thee. 

146.  L.  M.  Walker's  Coll. 

"  God,  with  whom  is  no  Variableness" 

1  All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 

Who  all  creation  dost  sustain  ! 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign  ! 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 

Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being  !     Source  of  good  ! 

Immutable  thou  dost  remain  ! 
Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glorirs  of  thy  reign. 

*"  116 


CHARACTER,   AT.  AND    PRO'.  I    GOD. 

4  E  ill  her  p 

ill ; 
Bui  thou  ie, 

1  A_  still. 

l-i##  C.  H> 

1  TBBB1  's  not  a  place  in  e  :;d, 

In 

.1  and  wisdom  are  not  found. 
For  God  is  everywhere. 

2  A  round,  within,  below,  above, 

Whereve'  e 

re  heave:.  :s  boundless  love, 

And  power  with  mercy  blends. 

3  Tbefl 

road  earth's  wondrous  frame, 
built  the  univ 

4  Where'er  thine  earthly  1 

H:-  power  and  love  dec 
N  ik  the  mighty  theme  too  vast, 

For  God  :ere. 

14*.  L.  M.  ^-TKors 

P       '       1' 

1  Tht  ways,  0  Lord,  with 

:  framed  upon  thy  throne  abc 
And  every  dark  or  bending  line 
Meets  m  I  h  e  :  e  n :  re  of  thy  '. 

2  With  feeble  light,  and  half  obs 

Poor  mortals  thine  arrangen> 

:re; 
And  the  n  and  true. 

117 


GENERAL    PRAISE. 

3  They  neither  know  nor  trace  the  way ; 

But,  trusting  to  thy  piercing  eye, 
None  of  their  feet  to  ruin  stray, 
Nor  shall  the  weakest  fail  or  die. 

4  My  favored  soul  shall  meekly  learn 

To  lay  her  reason  at  thy  throne ; 
Too  wTeak  thy  secrets  to  discern, 
I  '11  trust  thee  for  my  guide  alone. 


GENERAL  PRAISE. 

149.  L.  M.  Tate  &  Beady 

Praise  to  the  great  Jehovah. 

1  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

2  0  God,  our  hearts  are  fixed  and  bent 
Their  thankful  tribute  to  present ; 

And,  with  the  heart,  the  voice,  we  '11  raise 
To  thee,  our  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

3  Thy  praises,  Lord,  we  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round ; 
Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends ; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

4  Be  thou,  0  God,  exalted  high ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

118 


GENERAL    PRAISE. 

lt>0.  7s.   M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

Adoration. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ; 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be  ; 
All  shall  join  in  harmony ; 

That,  through  heaven's  capacious  round, 
Praise  to  thee  may  ever  sound. 

4  Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 

151.  10s.  &  lis.  Grant 

God  Glorious. 

1  0,  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love, 

Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  Days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

3  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 

Thy  mercies  how  tender  !  how  firm  to  the  end ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer,  and  Friend. 

119 


GENERAL    PRAISE. 

4  Father  Almighty,  how  faithful  thy  love  ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 

152.  C.   M.  Hemaxs. 
Invitation  to  offer  Praise. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord;  on  every  height 

Songs  to  his  glory  raise  ; 
Ye  angel  hosts,  ye  stars  of  night, 
Join  in  immortal  praise. 

2  0  fire  and  vapor,  hail  and  snow, 

Ye  servants  of  his  will ; 
0  stormy  winds,  that  only  blow 
His  mandates  to  fulfil ; — 

3  Mountains  and  rocks,  to  heaven  that  rise ; 

Fair  cedars  of  the  wood ; 
Creatures  of  life  that  wing  the  skies, 
Or  track  the  plains  for  food  ;  — 

4  Judges  of  nations  ;  kings,  whose  hand 

Waves  the  proud  sceptre  high ; 
O  youths  and  virgins  of  the  land ; 
O  age  and  infancy  ;  — 

5  Praise  ye  his  name,  to  whom  alone 

All  homage  should  be  given, 
Whose  glory,  from  th'  eternal  throne, 
Spreads  wide  o'er  earth  and  heaven. 

153.  7s.  M.  Milton. 
Praise  to  God. 

1  Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind; 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 
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GENERAL    PRAISE. 

2  Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God ; 
Who,  with  all-commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light ; 

3  Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  day  long  his  course  to  run ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
:iIongst  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

4  His  own  people  he  did  bless, 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness ; 
He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Viewed  us  in  our  misery. 

5  All  his  creatures  he  doth  feed ; 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need ; 
Let  us,  therefore,  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 

154.  L.   M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Praise  and  Holiness. 

1  0  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
"Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood  and  shall  forever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express?  — 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ! 

What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  stray ; 
Who  know  what 's  right,  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favor,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  aflbrd  : 
When  thou  return'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thv  salvation  visit  me. 

11  121 


GENERAL    PRAISE. 

155.  7s.   M.  J.  Taylor. 

The  Divine  Glories  Celebrated. 

1  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man,  the  well-beloved  of  Heaven. 

2  Favored  mortals  !  raise  the  song ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong ; 
Hearts  o'erflowing  with  his  praise, 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

3  Mark  the  wonders  of  his  hand  ! 
Power  no  empire  can  withstand; 
Wisdom,  angel's  glorious  theme  ; 
Goodness,  one  eternal  stream. 

4  Awful  Being !  from  thy  throne 
Send  thy  promised  blessings  down ; 
Let  thy  light,  thy  truth,  thy  peace, 
Bid  our  raging  passions  cease. 

156.  H.   M.  Sacred  Lyrics. 
Perpetual  Praise. 

1  To  thee,  great  Source  of  light ! 

My  thankful  voice  I  '11  raise ; 
And  all  my  powers  unite 

To  celebrate  thy  praise  ; 
And,  till  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
May  praise  employ  my  every  breath. 

2  And  when  this  feeble  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  dust, 
My  soul  shall  dwell  among 

The  spirits  of  the  just ; 
Then,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
In  nobler  strains  I  '11  sing  thy  love. 
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GENERAL    PRAISE. 

iarr.  l.  st  h.  ballou,  2d 

The  Same. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  around  whose  throne 

All  heaven  in  ceaseless  worship  waits, 
Whose  glory  fills  the  worlds  unknown  — 
Praise  ye  the  Lord  from  Zion's  gates. 

2  With  mingling  souls  and  voices  join; 

To  him  the  swelling  anthem  raise  ; 
Repeat  his  name  with  joy  divine, 
And  fill  the  temple  with  his  praise. 

3  All-gracious  God.  to  thee  we  owe 

Each  joy  and  blessing  time  affords, — 
Light,  life,  and  health,  and  all  below, 
Spring  from  thy  presence,  Lord  of  lords. 

4  Thine  be  the  praise,  for  thine  the  love 

That  freely  all  our  sins  forgave, 
Pointed  our  dying  eyes  above, 

And  showed  us  life  beyond  the  grave. 

158.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Samp.     Ps.  145. 

1  My  God.  my  King,  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  ever,-  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee. 

3  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  lon^  succession  of  thy  praise, 
And  unborn  a^es  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

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GENERAL   PRAISE. 

4  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds ; 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways : 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

159.  6s.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same.    Ps.  150. 

1  Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name ; 
Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim ; 

Eise  and  adore  ;  — 
High  o'er  the  heavens  above 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love, 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 

Vast  as  his  power. 

2  Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Sounds  of  triumphant  praise 

Wide  as  his  fame ; 
There  let  the  harp  be  found ; 
Organs,  with  solemn  sound, 
Kofi  your  deep  notes  around, 

Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  ye  sing, 
Shake  every  sounding  string : 

Sweet  the  accord  !  — 
He  vital  breath  bestows  : 
Let  every  breath  that  flows 
His  noblest  fame  disclose — 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 

160.  H.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Praise  from  Heaven  and  Earth. 

1  Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 
Exalt  your  Maker's  name  ; 
His  praise  your  songs  employ 
Above  the  starry  frame : 


Your  voices  raise, 
Ye  cherubim 

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And  seraphim, 
To  sing  his  praise. 


GENERAL    PRAISE. 


2  Let  all  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came ; 


And  all  shall  last, 
From  changes  free; 


His  firm  decree 
Stands  ever  fast. 


161.  C.  P.  M.  Ogilvie. 

Praise  from  all  Nature.     Ps.  148. 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th'  Almighty's  name. 
Lo,  heaven  and  earth  and  seas  and  skies 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise 

To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 

2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode  — 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God; 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power. 
Lo,  on  the  lightning's  rapid  wings 
In  triumph  rides  the  King  of  Kings  : 

Th'  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps  with  roaring  billows  rise 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies  — 

Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll. 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs,  and  sing; 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipped  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 
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GENERAL   PRAISE. 

5  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  swayed, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  reasoning  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ : 
Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
Till  heaven's  wide  arch  repeat  the  sound  — 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

162.  10s.  &  lis.  M.  Doddridge. 
A  Call  to  Praise. 

1  0  praise  ye  the  Lord — prepare  a  new  song, 

And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join ; 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  show  forth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

2  Let  praise  to  the  Lord,  who  made  us,  ascend ; 

Let  each  grateful  heart  be  glad  in  its  King ; 
The  God  whom  we  worship  our  songs  will  attend, 
And  view  with  complacence  the  offering  we 
bring. 

3  Be  joyful,  ye  saints  sustained  by  his  might, 

And   let  your   glad   songs   awake  with  each 
morn; 
For  those  who  obey  him  are  still  his  delight  — 
His  hand  with  salvation  the  meek  will  adorn. 

4  Then  praise  ye  the  Lord — prepare  a  glad  song, 

And  let  all  his  saints  in  full  concert  join ; 
With  voices  united  the  anthem  prolong, 

And  show  forth  his  praises  with  music  divine. 

163.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 

Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known ; 
Loud  as  his  thunders  speak  his  praise, 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

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GENERAL    PRAISE. 

2  Jehovah  !  —  't  is  a  glorious  word ; 

0  may  it  dwell  on  every  tongue ; 
But  saints,  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

3  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 

Which  Gabriel  plays'  on  every  chord ; 
From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

164.  C.  M.  Patrick. 

Te  Deum. 

1  0  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud  — 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry — 

3  "  0  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway." 

4  Th'  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets,  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

0  Lord,  confesses  thee  — 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art 
Of  boundless  majesty. 
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GENERAL    PRAISE. 

165.  Ss.  &  7s.  M.  Fawcett. 
God  of  our  Salvation. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator; 

Praise  be  thine  from  every  tongue ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  Father,  source  of  all  compassion, 

Free,  unbounded  grace  is  thine  : 
Hail  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 
Praise  him  for  his  love  divine. 

3  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

4  Joyfully  on  earth  adore  him, 

Till  in  heaven  our  song  we  raise ; 
There,  enraptured,  fall  before  him, 
Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

166.  H.  M.  George  Sandys. 

General  Praise. 

1  All,  from  the  sun's  uprise, 
Unto  his  setting  rays, 
Resound  in  jubilees, 

The  great  Jehovah's  praise. 


Him  serve  alone ; 
In  triumph  bring 


Your  gifts,  and  sing, 
Before  his  throne. 


2  Man  drew  from  man  his  birth, 
But  God  his  noble  frame 
Built  of  the  ruddy  earth, 
Filled  with  celestial  flame. 
His  sons  we  are ;     I    Preserved  and  fed 
Sheep  by  him  led,  |    With  tender  care. 
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GENERAL     PRAISE. 

3  O  to  his  portals  press 

In  your  divine  resorts : 
With  thanks  his  power  profess, 
And  praise  him  in  his  courts. 


How  good  !  How  pure  ! 
His  mercies  last ; 


His  promise  past, 
Forever  sure. 


167.  C.  M.  M.  Ratner. 

The  Same. 

1  Hail  !  Source  of  light,  of  life,  and  love, 

And  joys  that  never  end  ; 
In  whom  all  creatures  live  and  move : 
Creator,  Father,  Friend. 

2  All  space  is  with  thy  presence  crowned : 

Creation  owns  thy  care ; 
Each  spot  in  nature's  ample  round, 
Proclaims  that  God  is  there. 

3  Attuned  to  praise  be  every  voice ; 

Let  not  one  heart  be  sad  : 
Jehovah  reigns  !     Let  earth  rejoice ; 
Let  all  the  isles  be  glad. 

4  Then  sound  the  anthem  loud  and  long, 

In  sweetest,  loftiest  strains ; 
And  be  the  burden  of  the  song, 
The  Lord,  Jehovah,  reigns  ! 
129 


RELIGION  OF  NATURE. 

168.  L.  M.  61.  Watts. 

God  revealed  in  his  Works. 

1  Great  God  !  the  heavens'  well  ordered  frame 
Declares  the  glory  of  thy  name, 

There  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  : 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear, 

Of  boundless  skill  and  power  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read  ; 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 

And  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  Yet  thy  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  journeys  of  the  sun  : 

Thy  light  and  truth  are  known  abroad ; 
We  see  thy  smile  in  Nature's  face, 
And  in  the  pages  of  thy  grace 

We  read  the  glories  of  our  God. 


C.   M.  Rowe. 

Praise  from  all  Nature. 

1  Begin  the  high,  celestial  strain, 

My  raptured  soul,  and  sing 

A  sacred  hymn  of  grateful  praise 

To  heaven's  almighty  King. 

2  Ye  curling  fountains,  as  ye  roll 

Your  silver  waves  along, 
Repeat  to  all  your  verdant  shores 
The  subject  of  the  song. 
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RELIGION    OF    NATURE. 

3  Bear  it,  ye  breezes,  on  your  wings, 

To  distant  climes  away, 
And  round  the  wide-extended  world 
The  lofty  theme  convey. 

4  Take  up  the  burden  of  his  name, 

Ye  clouds,  as  ye  arise, 
To  deck  with  gold  the  opening  morn, 
Or  shade  the  evening  skies. 

5  Long  let  it  warhle  round  the  spheres, 

And  echo  through  the  sky ; 
Let  angels,  with  immortal  skill, 
Improve  the  harmony  ;  — 

6  While  we,  with  sacred  rapture  fired, 

The  blest  Creator  sing, 
And  chant  our  consecrated  lays 
To  heaven's  eternal  King. 

170.  8s.  M.  Hoog. 

God  of  Life. 

1  Blessed  be  thy  name  forever, 
Thou  of  life  the  Guard  and  Giver  ! 
Thou  canst  guard  thy  creatures  sleeping, 
Heal  the  heart  long  broke  with  weeping: 
God  of  stillness  and  of  motion, 

Of  the  desert  and  the  ocean, 
Of  the  mountain,  rock  and  river, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  forever ! 

2  Thou  who  slumberest  not  nor  sleepest, 
Blest  are  they  thou  kindly  keepest. 
God  of  evening's  parting  ray, 

Of  midnight  gloom,  and  dawning  day — 
That  rises  from  the  azure  sea 
Like  breathings  of  eternity; 
God  of  life  !  that  fade  shall  never, 
Blessed  be  thy  name  forever  ! 
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RELIGION    OF    NATURE. 

171.  H.   M.  H.  Ballou;2d. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Ye  realms  below  the  skies, 

Your  Maker's  praises  sing ; 
Let  boundless  honors  rise 

To  heaven's  eternal  King; 
0  bless  his  name  whose  love  extends 
Salvation  to  the  world's  far  ends. 

2  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Ye  kindreds  of  the  earth  ; 
His  sovereign  power  record, 

And  show  his  wonders  forth, 
Till  heathen  tongues  his  grace  proclaim, 
And  every  heart  adores  his  name. 

3  'T  is  he  the  mountains  crowns 

With  forests  waving  wide  ; 
'T  is  he  old  ocean  bounds, 

And  heaves  her  roaring  tide ; 
He  swells  the  tempests  on  the  main, 
Or  breathes  the  zephyr  o'er  the  plain. 

4  Still  let  the  waters  roar, 

As  round  the  earth  they  roll ; 
His  praise  for  evermore 

They  sound  from  pole  to  pole. 
'T  is  nature's  wild,  unconscious  song 
O'er  thousand  waves  that  floats  along. 

5  His  praise,  ye  worlds  on  high, 

Display  with  all  your  spheres, 
Amid  the  darksome  sky, 
When  silent  night  appears. 
O,  let  his  works  declare  his  name 
Through  all  the  universal  frame. 
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RELIGION    OF    NATURE. 

172.  C.   M.  Lutheran  Coll. 
Goodness  of  God  in  Ids  Works. 

1  Hail,  great  Creator  —  wise  and  good  ! 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  : 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 
Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star, 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night, 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

3  Great  nature's  God !  still  may  these  scenes 

Our  serious  hours  engage  ! 
Still  may  our  grateful  hearts  consult 
Thy  works'  instructive  page  ! 

4  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  varied  love  we  see : 
Oh,  may  our  hearts,  great  God,  be  led 
Through  all  thy  works  to  thee. 

173.  L.  M.  61.       Montgomery's  Coll. 
The  Beauties  of  Creation. 

1  Ours  is  a  lovely  world,  how  fair 
Thy  beauties  e'en  on  earth  appear ! 

The  seasons  in  their  courses  fall, 
And  bring  successive  joys.     The  sea, 
The  earth,  the  sky,  are  full  of  thee, 
Benignant,  glorious  Lord  of  all ! 

2  There  's  beauty  in  the  heat  of  day  ; 
There  's  glory  in  the  noon-tide  ray ; 

There  's  sweetness  in  the  twilight  shades  — 
Magnificence  in  night.     Thy  love 
Arch'd  the  grand  heaven  of  blue  above, 

And  all  our  smiling  earth  pervades. 
12 


RELIGION    OF    NATURE. 

And  if  thy  glories  here  be  found, 
Streaming  with  radiance  all  around, 

What  must  the  fount  of  glory  be  ! 
In  thee  we  '11  hope,  in  thee  confide, 
Thou,  mercy's  never  ebbing  tide, 

Thou,  love's  unfathomable  sea ! 


174.  L.  M.  61.  Moore. 

All  Things  are  of  God. 

1  Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 

Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see  ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 

Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee ; 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beam  delays 

Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze, 

Through  opening  vistas  into  heaven, — 
Those  hues  that  mark  the  sun's  decline, 
So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

3  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 

O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 

Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes, — 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  thine. 

4  When  youthful  spring  around  us  breathes, 

Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh ; 
And  every  flower  that  summer  wreathes 

Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye : 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 
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RELIGION    OF    NATURE. 

\75*  L.   M.  Addison. 

The  Heavens  declare  the  Glory  of  God. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 

And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 

Their  great  original  proclaim. 

Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 

Doth  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 

And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  : 

Whilst  all  the  stars  which  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, — 
"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

176.  C.  M.  ZlNZENDORF. 

The  Creator,  God. 

1  Lord,  when  thou  said'st,  "  So  let  it  be," 
The  heavens  were  spread  and  shone, 
And  this  whole  earth  stood  gloriously ; 
Thou  spak'st  and  it  was  done. 
135 


RELIGION     OF    NATURE. 

The  whole  creation  still  records, 

Unto  this  very  day, 
That  thou  art  God,  the  Lord  of  lords ; 

Thee  all  things  must  obey. 


177.     '  CM.  Bo  WRING. 

Nature's  Evening  Hymri. 

1  The  heavenly  spheres,  to  thee,  0  God, 

Attune  their  evening  hymn  ; 
All  wise,  all  holy,  thou  art  praised, 

In  song  of  seraphim  ! 
Unnumbered  systems,  suns  and  worlds, 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 

2  Nature,  —  a  temple  worthy  thee, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love  ; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above, 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar ; 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 
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RELIGION     OF    NATURE. 

On  all  thou  smil'st ;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God ; 
A  breath,  but  yesterday  inspired, 

To-morrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale, 

But,  kindled,  Lord,  by  thee, 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 


178.  L.  M.  61.  Bow*™. 

"Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech,  and  night  unto  night  showeth 
knowledge." 

1  The  heavens,  0  Lord !  thy  power  proclaim, 
And  the  earth  echoes  back  thy  name ; 

Ten  thousand  voices  speak  thy  might, 
And  day  to  day,  and  night  to  night, 
Utter  thy  praise  —  thou  Lord  above  ! 
Thy  praise,  thy  glory,  and  thy  love. 

2  And  nature  with  its  countless  throng, 
And  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets'  song, 
And  every  flower  that  light  receives, 
And  every  dew  that  tips  the  leaves, 
And  every  murmur  of  the  sea  — 
Tunes  its  sweet  voice  to  worship  Thee. 

3  Thy  name  thy  glories  they  rehearse, 
Great  Spirit  of  the  universe  ; 
Sense  of  all  sense,  and  soul  of  soul, 
Nought  is  too  vast  for  thy  control ; 
The  meanest  and  the  mightiest  share 
Alike  thy  kindness  and  thy  care. 

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RELIGION     OF    NATURE.' 

179.  8s.   &  7s.   M.  Hebe*. 

11  Consider  the  lilies  of  the  field ; — behold  the  fowls  of  the 
airP 

1  Lo  !  the  lilies  of  the  field ! 

How  their  leaves  instruction  yield  ! 
Hark  to  nature's  lesson  given 
By  the  blessed  birds  of  heaven  I 
Every  bush  and  tufted  tree 
Warbles  trust  and  piety : 
Children,  banish  doubt  and  sorrow, — - 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

2  One  there  lives,  whose  guardian  eye 
Guides  our  earthly  destiny ; 

One  there  lives,  who,  Lord  of  all, 
Keeps  his  children  lest  they  fall : 
Pass  we,  then,  in  love  and  praise, 
Trusting  him,  through  all  our  days, 
Free  from  doubt  and  faithless  sorrow, — - 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

180.  L.  M.  Peabody. 

Religious  Influences  of  Nature. 

1  God  of  the  fair  and  open  sky ! 

How  gloriously  above  us  springs 
The  tented  dome,  of  heavenly  blue, 

Suspended  on  the  rainbow's  rings ! 
Each  brilliant  star,  that  sparkles  through, 

Each  gilded  cloud  that  wanders  free 
In  evening's  purple  radiance,  gives 

The  beauty  of  its  praise  to  thee. 

2  God  of  the  rolling  orbs  above, 

Thy  name  is  written  clearly  bright 
In  the  warm  day's  unvarying  blaze, 
Or  evening's  golden  shower  of  light : 

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RELIGION     OF    NATURE. 

For  every  fire  that  fronts  the  sun, 
And  every  spark  that  walks  alone 

Around  the  utmost  verge  of  heaven, 
Were  kindled  at  thy  burning  throne. 

3  God  of  the  world,  the  hour  must  come, 

And  nature's  self  to  dust  return ; 
Her  crumbling  altars  must  decay ; 

Her  incense-fires  shall  cease  to  burn ; 
But  still  her  grand  and  lovely  scenes 

Have  made  man's  wannest  praises  flow, 
For  hearts  grow  holier  as  they  trace 

The  beauty  of  the  world  below. 

181.  7s.    &  6S.   M.  CoNDER. 

H  Day  unto  day  uttereth  speech." 

1  The  heavens  declare  his  glory, 

Their  Maker's  skill  the  skies : 
Each  day  repeats  the  story, 

And  night  to  night  replies. 
Their  silent  proclamation 

Throughout  the  earth  is  heard ; 
The  record  of  creation, 

The  page  of  nature's  word. 

2  There,  from  his  bright  pavilion, 

Like  eastern  bridegroom  clad, 
Hailed  by  earth's  thousand  million, 

The  sun  sets  forth ;  right  glad, 
His  glorious  race  commencing, 

The  mighty  giant  seems  ; 
Through  the  vast  round  dispensing 

His  all-pervading  beams. 

3  So  pure,  so  soul-restoring 

Is  truth's  diviner  ray ; 
A  brighter  radiance  pouring 
Than  all  the  pomp  of  day  : 


RELIGION     OF    NATURE. 

The  wanderer  surely  guiding, 

It  makes  the  simple  wise ; 
And  evermore  abiding, 

Unfailing  joy  supplies. 

182.  L.  M.  61.  Heber. 

The  Visible  World  a  Shadow  of  the  Invisible. 

1  I  praised  the  earth  in  beauty  seen, 
With  garlands  gay  of  various  green ; 
I  praised  the  sea,  whose  ample  field 
Shone  glorious  as  a  silver  shield ; 
And  earth  and  ocean  seemed  to  say, 
"  Our  beauties  are  but  for  a  day." 

2  I  praised  the  sun,  whose  chariot  rolled 
On  wheels  of  amber  and  of  gold  ; 

I  praised  the  moon,  whose  softer  eye 
Gleamed  sweetly  through  the  summer  sky ; 
And  moon  and  sun  in  answer  said, 
"  Our  years  are  told  when  we  must  fade." 

3  0  God,  0,  good  beyond  compare  ! 

If  thus  thy  meaner  works  are  fair, — 
If  thus  thy  bounties  gild  the  span 
Of  sinful  earth  and  mortal  man, — 
How  glorious  must  thy  mansion  be 
Where  thy  redeemed  shall  dwell  with  thee. 

183.  L.  M.  Moore. 
Nature  a  Temple. 

1  The  turf  shall  be  my  fragrant  shrine  ; 

My  temple,  Lord,  that  arch  of  thine  ; 

My  censor's  breath  the  mountain  airs, 

And  silent  thoughts  my  only  prayers. 

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My  choir  shall  be  the  moonlight  waves, 
When  murmuring  homeward  to  their  caves, 
Or  when  the  stillness  of  the  sea, 
E'en  more  than  music  breathes  of  thee. 

I  '11  seek,  by  day,  some  glade  unknown, 
All  light  and  silence  like  thy  throne, 
And  the  pale  stars  shall  be,  at  night, 
The  only  eyes  that  watch  my  rite. 
Thy  heaven,  on  which  't  is  bliss  to  look, 
Shall  be  my  pure  and  shining  book, 
Where  I  can  read,  in  words  of  flame, 
The  glories  of  thy  wondrous  name. 

There  's  nothing  bright,  above,  below, 
From  flowers  that  bloom,  to  stars  that  glow, 
But  in  its  light  my  soul  can  see 
Some  feature  of  thy  Deity. 
There  's  nothing  dark,  below,  above, 
But  in  its  gloom  I  trace  thy  love, 
And  meekly  wait  that  moment,  when 
Thy  touch  shall  turn  all  bright  again. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

184.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Perfection  of  GooVs  Laiv. 

1  God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul, 

Reclaims  from  false  desires ; 
With  sacred  wisdom  his  sure  word 
The  ignorant  inspires. 

2  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  just, 

And  bring  sincere  delight ; 
His  pure  commands,  in  search  of  truth, 
Assist  the  feeblest  sight. 
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3  His  perfect  worship  here  is  fixed, 

On  sure  foundations  laid ; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  scales 
Of  truth  and  justice  weighed. 

4  Of  more  esteem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold  refined  with  skill ; 
More  sweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comh  distil. 

5  My  trusty  counsellors  they  are, 

And  friendly  warnings  give; 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  those, 
Who  hy  thy  precepts  live. 

185.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Nature  and  Scripture.     Ps.  19. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ! 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 

But,  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 

We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights,  and  days,  thy  power  confess ; 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 
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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

186.  C.    M.  COWPER 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  : 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat : 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

187.  L.  M.  61.     Spirit  of  the  Psalms 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Word. 

1  Join,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

To  praise  him  for  his  sacred  word, — 

That  word,  like  manna,  sent  from  heaven, 

To  all  who  seek  it  freely  given  ; 

Its  promises  our  fears  remove, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  love. 

2  It  tells  us,  though  oppressed  with  cares, 
The  God  of  mercy  hears  our  prayers  ; 
Though  steep  and  rough  th'  appointed  way, 
His  mighty  arm  shall  be  our  stay ; 
Though  deadly  foes  assail  our  peace, 

His  power  shall  bid  their  malice  cease. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

3  It  tells  who  first  inspired  our  breath, 
And  who  redeemed  our  souls  from  death ; 
It  tells  of  grace,  —  grace  freely  given, — 
And  shows  the  path  to  God  and  heaven : 
O,  bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
For  all  the  treasures  of  his  word. 

188.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Nature  and  Scripture.     Ps.  19. 

1  Behold  !  the  lofty  sky 
Declares  its  Maker,  God : 

And  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  power  abroad. 

2  Ye  Christian  lands,  rejoice  ! 
Here  he  reveals  his  word ; 

We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

3  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes ; 

He  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

4  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 
Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 

Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

189.  CM.  Rippon's  Coll. 

The  Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  lead  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  O'er  all  the  strait  and  narrow  way 

Its  radiant  beams  are  cast ; 

A  light  whose  never  weary  ray 

Grows  brightest  at  the  last. 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 

3  It  sweetly  cheers  our  fainting  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  comfort  it  imparts, 
And  calms  our  anxious  fears. 

4  This  lamp  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  never-ending  day. 

190.  C.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 

On  all  thy  works  I  look ; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 

2  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid  ; 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies ; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied ; 
And  here  my  hopes  arise. 

3  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law; 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been ; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
The  pardon  of  my  sin. 

191*  S.  M.  Beddome. 

Superiority  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  0  Lord,  thy  perfect  word 
Directs  our  steps  aright ; 

Nor  can  all  other  books  afford 
Such  profit  or  delight. 

2  Celestial  light  it  sheds, 
To  cheer  this  vail  below ; 

To  distant  lands  its  glory  spreads, 
And  streams  of  mercy  flow. 
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3     True  wisdom  it  imparts  ; 

Commands  our  hope  and  fear; 
0,  may  we  hide  it  in  our  hearts, 
And  feel  its  influence  there. 

193.  L.  M.  Beddome. 

The  Gospel  Revelation. 

1  God,  in  the  Gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls ; 
It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

193.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Revelation.    Ps.  119. 

1  Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

To  form  one  perfect  book, 
Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 
Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave ; 
But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 
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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

3  I  Ve  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below ; 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go  ! 

4  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

194:.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

TJie  Scriptures. 

1  Lamp  of  our  feet !  whose  hallowed  beam 

Deep  in  our  hearts  its  dwelling  hath, 
How  welcome  is  the  cheering  gleam 

Thou  sheddest  o'er  our  lowly  path ! 
Light  of  our  way  !  whose  ways  are  flung 

In  mercy  o'er  our  pilgrim  road, 
How  blessed,  its  dark  shades  among, 

The  star  that  guides  us  to  our  God. 

2  In  the  sweet  morning's  hour  of  prime, 

Thy  blessed  words  our  lips  engage, 
And  round  our  hearths  at  evening  time 

Our  children  spell  the  holy  page  ; 
The  waymark  through  long  distant  years, 

To  guide  their  wandering  footsteps  on, 
Till  thy  last  loveliest  beam  appears, 

Inscribed  upon  the  churchyard  stone. 

3  Lamp  of  our  feet !  which  day  by  day 

Are  passing  to  the  quiet  tomb, 
If  on  it  fall  thy  peaceful  ray, 

Our  last  low  dwelling  hath  no  gloom. 
How  beautiful  their  calm  repose 

To  whom  thy  blessed  hope  is  given 
Whose  pilgrimage  on  earth  is  closed 

By  the  unfolding  gates  of  heaven  ! 
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195.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Comfort  from  the  Bible. 

1  Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

My  lasting  heritage  ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice, 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I  '11  read  the  histories  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have, 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

19G.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same, 

1  Thou  Book  of  life  !  —  in  thee  are  found 

The  mysteries  of  my  Maker's  will ; 
Treasures  of  knowledge  here  abound, 
The  deepest,  loftiest  mind  to  fill. 

2  Thou  art  a  banquet;  —  choicest  food 

I  '11  seek  in  thee  :  thou  art  a  rock, 
Whence  pour  sweet  waters  ;  every  good 
From  thee  doth  flow  for  Christ's  own  flock. 

3  Light  of  the  world  !  thy  beams  impart 

To  lead  my  feet  through  life's  dark  way; 
0  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
Nor  let  me  from  thy  guidance  stray. 
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4  Healer  of  all  the  woes  of  life  ! 

The  balm  of  souls  diseased  ;  to  save 

From  all  earth's  pain  ;  and  end  the  strife 

Of  death,  with  victory  o'er  the  grave  ! 

197.  S.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

The  Bible. 

1  It  is  the  one  true  light, 
When  other  lamps  grow  dim, 

'T  wiD  never  burn  less  purely  bright, 

Nor  lead  astray  from  Him. 

It  is  Love's  blessed  band, 

That  reaches  from  the  throne 
To  him — whoe'er  he  be — whose  hand 

Will  seize  it  for  his  own ! 

2  It  is  the  golden  key 
Unto  celestial  wealth, 

Joy  to  the  sons  of  poverty, 
And  to  the  sick  man,  health ! 
The  gently  proffer'd  aid 
Of  one  who  knows  and  best 

Supplies  the  beings  he  has  made 
With  what  will  make  them  blessed. 

3  It  is  the  sweetest  sound 
That  infant  years  can  hear, 

Travelling  across  that  holy  ground, 

With  God  and  angels  near. 

There  rests  the  weary  head, 

There  age  and  sorrow  go ; 
And  how  it  smooths  the  dying  bed, 

O  !  let  the  Christian  show ! 
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CHRIST  j    HIS   CHARACTER   AND   OFFICES. 

198.  C.  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Saviour  Foretold. 

1  Behold  my  servant ;  see  him  rise 

Exalted  in  my  might ! 
Him  have  I  chosen,  and  in  him 
I  place  supreme  delight. 

2  On  him  in  rich  effusion  poured, 

My  spirit  shall  descend ; 
My  truth  and  judgment  he  shall  show 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

3  Gentle  and  still  shall  be  his  voice  ; 

No  threats  from  him  proceed ; 
The  smoking  flax  shall  he  not  quench, 
Nor  break  the  bruised  reed. 

4  The  feeble  spark  to  flames  he  '11  raise ; 

The  weak  will  not  despise ; 
Judgment  he  shall  bring  forth  to  truth, 
And  make  the  fallen  rise. 

5  The  progress  of  his  zeal  and  power 

Shall  never  know  decline, 
Till  foreign  lands  and  distant  isles 
Receive  the  law  divine. 

1J>D.  lis.  M.  Drummond. 

11  Prepare  ye  the  Way  of  the  Lord" 

1  A  voice  from  the  desert  comes  awful  and  shrill ; 
The  Lord  is  advancing !  prepare  ye  the  way ! 
The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 

And  o'er  the  dark  world  pour  the  splendor  of 
day. 

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2  Bring  clown  the  proud  mountain,  though  tower- 

ing to  heaven, 
And  be  the  low  valley  exalted  on  high ; 
The  rough  path  and  crooked  be  made   smooth 

and  even, 
For,  Zion  !  your  King,  your  Redeemer  is  nigh. 

3  The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume  ; 

The  lone,  dreary  wilderness  sings  of  her  Lord  ; 
The  rose  and  the  myrtle  there  suddenly  bloom, 
And  the  olive  of  peace  spreads  its  branches 
abroad. 

200.  7s.  M.  Bowrjng. 

Report  of  the  Watchman. 

1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  joy  or  hope  foretell? 
Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends. 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller !  darkness  takes  its  flight ; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
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CHRIST  ;     HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God,  is  come. 

301.  8s.  &7s.  M.  Cawood 

Song  of  the  Angels  of  Bethlehem. 

1  Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo  !  th'  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy: 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found : 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven  : — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  "  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing ! 
O,  receive  whom  God  appointed, 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest  and  King." 

5  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth  ; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glorjr, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

902.  CM.  E.  H.  Sears. 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 
Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains  ! 
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2  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  dayspring  from  on  high. 

3  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

Thei;e  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

4  "  Glory  to  God ! "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring, — 
Peace  to  the  earth,  —  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King  ! " 

5  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

203.  S.  M.  e.h.Chapin. 

The  Same. 

1  Hark  !  hark !  with  harps  of  gold, 
What  anthem  do  they  sing  ?  — 

The  radiant  clouds  have  backward  rolled, 

And  angels  smite  the  string. 

"  Glory  to  God  ! " — bright  wings 

Spread  glist'ning  and  afar, 
And  on  the  hallowed  rapture  rings 

From  circling  star  to  star. 

2  "  Glory  to  God  ! "  repeat 
The  glad  earth  and  the  sea ; 

And  every  wind  and  billow  fleet, 

Bears  on  the  jubilee. 

Where  Hebrew  bard  hath  sung, 

Or  Hebrew  seer  hath  trod, 
Each  holy  spot  has  found  a  tongue : 

"  Let  glory  be  to  God. " 
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3  Soft  swells  the  music  now 
Along  that  shining  choir, 

And  every  seraph  bends  his  brow 
And  breathes  above  his  lyre. 
What  words  of  heavenly  birth 
Thrill  deep  our  hearts  again, 

And  fall  like  dew-drops  to  the  earth  ? 
"  Peace  and  good-will  to  men  ! " 

4  Soft ! — yet  the  soul  is  bound 
With  rapture,  like  a  chain : 

Earth,  vocal,  whispers  them  around, 
And  heav'n  repeats  the  strain. 
Sound,  harps,  and  hail  the  morn 
With  ev'ry  golden  string  ;  — 

For  unto  us  this  day  is  born 
A  Saviour  and  a  King  ! 

304.  H.  M.  T.  H.  Batley. 

The  Same. 

1  No  loud  avenging  voice 

Proclaimed  Messiah's  birth ; 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  teach 

Humility  on  earth, 
And  by  his  sufferings  to  efface 
The  errors  of  a  sinful  race. 

2  Not  on  a  purple  throne, 

With  gold  and  jewels  crowned, 
But  in  the  meanest  dwelling  place 

The  precious  babe  was  found  : 
Yet  star-directed  sages  came, 
And  kneeling,  glorified  his  name. 

3  To  shepherds  first  was  shown 

The  promised  boon  of  heaven, 
Who  cried,  "  To  us  a  child  is  born  — 
To  us  a  Son  is  given  ! " 
Death  from  his  mighty  throne  was  hurled, 
Faith  hailed  Salvation  to  the  world. 
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4  Lord  !  may  thy  holy  cross 

Bear  peace  from  clime  to  clime, 
Till  all  mankind  at  length  are  freed 
From  sorrow,  shame  and  crime  : 
Dispel  the  unbeliever's  gloom, 
And  end  the  terrors  of  the  tomb  ! 

905.  L.  M.  Campbell. 

The  Same. 

1  When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 
And  silence  slept  on  Zion's  hill ; 

When  Bethlehem's  shepherds  through  the  night 
Watched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light : 

2  Hark !  from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice  of  more  than  mortal  sound, 

In  distant  hallelujahs  stole, 

Wild  murm'ring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 

3  "  O  Zion  !  lift  thy  raptured  eye, 
The  long  expected  hour  is  nigh ; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again, 

The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

4  "  He  comes,  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart, 
Bids  Satan  and  his  host  depart ; 

Again  the  day-star  gilds  the  gloom, 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom. " 

206.  S.  M.  Watts. 

The  Same. 

1  Behold,  the  grace  appears, 
The  blessing  promised  long ; 

Angels  announce  the  Saviour  near, 
In  this  triumphant  song  :  — 

2  "  Glory  to  God  on  high 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth. " 

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3  In  worship  so  divine 

Let  men  employ  their  tongues  ; 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  :  — 

4  "  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ; 
Good-will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth. 

207*  H.  M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

The  Same. 

1  Hark  !  what  celestial  notes, 
What  melody,  we  hear  ! 
Soft  on  the  morn  it  floats, 
And  fills  the  ravished  ear. 


And  vocal  choir, 
The  concert  swell. 


The  tuneful  shell, 
The  golden  lyre, 

2  Angelic  hosts  descend, 
With  harmony  divine  ; 
See,  how  from  heaven  they  bend 
And  in  full  chorus  join  ! 


"  Fear  not, "  say  they  ; 
"  Great  joy  we  bring : 


Jesus,  your  King, 
Is  born  to  day." 


"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  ! 


For  peace  on  earth, 
From  God  in  heaven, 


To  man  is  given, 
At  Jesus'  birth." 


208.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 
1  Hail,  all  hail  the  joyful  morn : 

Tell  it  forth  from  earth  to  heaven, 
That  to  us  a  child  is  born, 
That  to  us  a  Son  is  given. 
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2  Angels,  bending  from  the  sky, 

Chanted,  at  the  wondrous  birth, 
"  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Peace  —  good-will  to  man  on  earth." 

3  Join  we  then  our  feeble  lays 

To  the  chorus  of  the  sky  ; 

And,  in  songs  of  grateful  praise, 

Glory  give  to  God  on  high. 


209.  lis.  &  10s.  M.  Heber. 

Star  of  the  East. 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  —  the  horizon  adorning, — 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining ; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  bend  o'er  him,  in  slumber  reclining, — 
Monarch,  Redeemer,  Restorer  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine  ? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  —  the  horizon  adorning, — 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 
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210.  L.  M.  6 1.  Moore. 

Christ's  Birth, 

1  Arrayed  in  clouds  of  golden  light, 

More  bright  than  heaven's" effulgent  bow, 
Jehovah's  angel  came  by  night, 

To  bless  the  sleeping  world  below. 
How  soft  the  music  of  his  tongue  ! 
How  sweet  the  hallowed  strains  he  sung ! 

2  Good-will  henceforth  to  man  be  given, 

The  light  of  glory  beams  on  earth : 
Let  angels  tune  the  harps  of  heaven, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  Shiloh's  birth; 
In  him  all  nations  shall  be  blest, 
And  his  shall  be  a  glorious  rest. 

311.  C.  P.  M.  Miss  Roscoe. 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  0,  let  your  mingling  voices  rise, 
In  grateful  rapture,  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth  : 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

2  He  came  to  bid  the  weary  rest, 

To  heal  the  sinner's  wounded  breast, 

To  bind  the  broken  heart, 
To  spread  the  light  of  truth  around, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound 

The  heavenly  gift  impart. 

3  He  came  our  trembling  souls  to  save 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  the  grave, 

And  chase  our  fears  away ; 
Victorious  over  death  and  time, 
To  lead  us  to  a  happier  clime, 

Where  reigns  eternal  day. 
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212.  CM.  DODDRIDGK. 
Ttie  Mission  of  Christ. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes ! 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
And  with  the  treasure  of  his  grace 
Enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace ! 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

213.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing ! 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  sonars  employ ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 
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3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
As  far  as  sin  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

314.  CM.  Watts. 

John  the  Herald  of  Christ. 

1  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord 

To  go  before  his  face ; 
The  herald  which  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

2  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 

"  That  takes  our  guilt  away ; 
I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head, 
On  his  baptizing  day. 

3  "  Be  .every  vale  exalted  high, 

Sink  every  mountain  low ; 
The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 
Shall  his  salvation  know. 

4  "  Behold  the  Morning  Star  arise, 

Ye  that  in  darkness  sit ; 
He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

215.  C.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 

The  Baptism  of  Jesus. 

1  See,  from  on  high,  a  light  divine 
On  Jesus'  head  descend  ! 
And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven 
That  bids  us  all  attend. 
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2  M  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son," 

Proclaimed  the  voice  divine  ; 
"  Hear  him,"  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
"  For  all  his  words  are  mine." 

3  His  mission  thus  confirmed  from  heaven, 

The  great  Messiah  came, 
And  heavenly  wisdom  showed  to  man 
In  God  his  Father's  name. 

4  The  path  of  heavenly  peace  he  showed 

That  leads  to  bliss  on  high ; 
Where  all  his  faithful  followers  here 
Shall  live,  no  more  to  die. 

21G.  S.  M.  Needham. 

Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  Behold!  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 
The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 
This  King  of  righteousness  : 

Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  The  spirit  of  the  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed, 

On  this  great  Prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  the  light  of  men, 
His  doctrine  life  imparts ; 

0,  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts. 

5  Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 
Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 

The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 
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317.  L.  M.  Bowrinci. 

Jesus  Preaching  the  Gospel. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  rilled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came  —  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home, 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest ! " 
Yes!  sacred  teacher,  —  we  will  come  — 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest ! 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ! 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

SI  8.  L.  M.  Butcher. 

Miracles  of  Christ. 

1  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day 
Christ  pours  the  bright  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

2  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed,  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

3  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn. 
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CHRIST  ;    HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

4  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 
Canst  thou  behold  thy  Prophet's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore  ? 


219.  L.  M.  Russell. 
u  That  ye  through  his  poverty  might  be  rich." 

1  O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 

The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 
And  on  the  waters  drearily 

Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air, 

And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest ; 
The  wandering  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still,  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 

Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head, 

Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 

Why  seeks  he  not  a  pillowed  bed  ? 

Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest ; 

He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot.  he  freely  chose, 

To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 

220.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"Peace!  be  still!" 

1  Fear  was  within  the  tossing  bark, 
When  stormy  winds  grew  loud, 
And  waves  came  rolling  high  and  dark, 
And  the  tall  mast  was  bowed. 
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CHRIST;    HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

2  And  men  stood  breathless  in  their  dread, 

And  baffled  in  their  skill  — 
But  One  was  there,  who  rose  and  said 
To  the  wild  sea,  "  Be  still ! " 

3  And  the  wind  ceased  ;  it  ceased  !  that  word 

Passed  through  the  gloomy  sky, 
The  troubled  billows  knew  their  Lord, 
And  sank  beneath  his  eye. 

4  Thou  that  didst  rule  the  angry  hour, 

And  tame  the  tempest's  mood  — 
Oh !  send  thy  Spirit  forth  in  power 
O'er  our  dark  souls  to  brood  ! 

5  Thou  that  didst  bow  the  billows'  pride, 

Thy  mandates  to  fulfil  — 
Speak,  speak  to  passion's  raging  tide, 
Speak  and  say  — "  Peace,  be  still!" 


221.  L.  M.  61.  Barton. 

The  Pool  of  Bethesda. 

1  Around  Bethesda's  healing  wave 

Waiting  to  hear  the  rustling  wing, 
Which  spoke  the  angel  nigh,  who  gave 

Its  virtue  to  that  holy  spring, 
With  patience,  and  with  hope  endued 
Were  seen  the  gathered  multitude. 

2  Had  they  who  watched  and  waited  there 

Been  conscious  who  was  passing  by, 
With  what  unceasing  anxious  care 

Would  they  have  sought  his  pitying  eye ; 
And  craved  with  fervency  of  soul, 
His  Power  Divine  to  make  them  whole  ! 

3  Bethesda's  pool  has  lost  its  power  ! 

No  angel,  by  his  glad  descent, 
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Dispenses  that  diviner  dower 

Which  with  its  healing  waters  went. 
But  he,  whose  word  surpassed  its  wave, 
Is  still  omnipotent  to  save. 

222.  L.  M.  Heber. 

The  Holy  Guest. 

1  Messiah  Lord !  who,  wont  to  dwell 
In  lowly  shape  and  cottage  cell, 
Didst  not  refuse  a  guest  to  be 

At  Cana's  poor  festivity. 

2  0  when  our  soul  from  care  is  free, 
Then,  Saviour,  would  we  think  on  thee ; 
And,  seated  at  the  festal  board, 

In  fancy's  eye  behold  the  Lord. 

3  Then  may  we  seem,  in  fancy's  ear, 
Thy  manna-dropping  tongue  to  hear, 
And  think,  — "  if  now  his  searching  view 
Each  secret  of  our  spirit  knew ! " 

4  So  may  such  joy,  chastised  and  pure, 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  earth  endure  ; 
Nor  pleasure  in  the  wounded  mind 
Shall  leave  a  rankling  sting  behind. 

223.  C.  M.  Cowpee. 

"  He  steadfastly  set  his  face  to  go  to  Jerusalem," 

1  The  Saviour,  what  a  noble  flame, 

Was  kindled  in  his  breast, 
When  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 
He  marched  before  the  rest ! 

2  Good-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 

His  every  thought  engross ; 
He  goes  to  be  baptized  with  blood ; 
He  goes  to  meet  the  cross. 


CHRIST;     HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes  to  us  unknown, 
Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew; 
'T  was  love  that  urged  him  on. 

4  And  while  his  holy  sorrows  here 

Engage  our  wondering  eyes, 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
And  hasten  to  the  skies. 

224.  L.  M.  Milman. 

Christ's  Entry  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
Hark  !  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry  ! 
Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die ! 

0  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin, 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  the  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh ; 
The  Father  on  his  glorious  throne 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son ! 

225.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 
Christ's  New  Command  to  his  Disciples. 

1  Behold  where,  breathing  love  divine, 
Our  dying  Master  stands  ! 
His  weeping  followers,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands 
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CHRIST  ;     HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

2  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain ; 

3  "  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

My  peace  to  him  I  give ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  his  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

4  "  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown ; 

And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love.,, 


226.  C.  H.  M.  Hemans. 

The  Agony  in  Gethsemane. 

1  He  knelt ;  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked,  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  agony : 
The  Lord  of  high  and  heavenly  birth 
Was  bowed  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  He  knew  them  all,  —  the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint  perplexing  dread ; 
The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life 

All  darkened  round  his  head ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray ; 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away. 

3  It  passed  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread ; 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  grave 
Had  yielded  up  its  dead ; 
But  there  was  sent  him,  from  on  high, 
A  gift  of  strength,  for  man  to  die. 
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4  And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet 

In  the  dark,  narrow  way  ? 
How,  but  through  him  that  path  who  trod  ? 
"  Save,  or  we  perish,  Son  of  God." 


227.  L.  M.  Montgomery 

Christ's  Passion. 

1  The  morning  dawns  upon  the  place, 

Where  Jesus  spent  the  night  in  prayer ; 
Through  brightening  glooms  behold  his  face, 
No  form  or  comeliness  is  there. 

2  Last  eve  by  those  he  called  his  own, 

Betrayed,  forsaken  or  denied, 
He  met  his  enemies  alone, 

In  all  their  malice,  rage,  and  pride. 

3  But  hark  !  he  prays  ;  —  't  is  for  his  foes ; 

He  speaks ;  —  'tis  comfort  to  his  friends; 
Answers  ;  — and  Paradise  bestows  ; 

"  'T  is  finished  ! " — here  the  conflict  ends. 

4  "  Truly,  this  was  the  Son  of  God  ! " 

— Though  in  a  servant's  mean  disguise, 
And  bruised  beneath  the  Father's  rod,    * 
Not  for  himself,  —  for  man  he  dies. 


238.  L.  M.  W.  B.  Tafpan. 

Christ  in  Gethsemane. 

1  'Tis  midnight;   and  on  Olive's  brow 
The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone ; 
'Tis  midnight;  in  the  garden,  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

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2  'T  is  midnight ;  and  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone,  with  fears ; 
E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'T  is  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood  ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'T  is  midnight ;  from  celestial  plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 

That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 


929.  C.  M.  Haweis. 

Agony  in  the  Garden. 

1  Dark  was  the  night  and  cold  the  ground 

On  which  the  Lord  was  laid ; 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down ; 
In  agony  he  prayed, — 

2  "  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 

If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 

Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil." 

3  Go  to  the  garden,  sinner;  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee ; 
For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 

4  Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear ; 

Thy  Father's  will  obey ; 
And,  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 
Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 
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230.  7s.  M.  6 1.  Montgomery. 

Christ  our  Example  in  Sufferings. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power, 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour. 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall, 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned : 
0  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

0  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame  or  loss; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  : 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom ; 
— Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen ;  he  meets  our  eyes — 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 


231*  CM.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Crucifixion  of  Christ. 

1  Behold  the  Saviour  on  the  cross, 
A  spectacle  of  woe  ! 
See  from  his  agonizing  wounds 
The  blood  incessant  flow ; 
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2  Till  death's  pale  ensigns  o'er  his  cheek 

And  trembling  lips  were  spread ; 
Till  light  forsook  his  closing  eyes, 
And  life  his  drooping  head. 

3  'T  is  finished — the  Messiah  dies 

For  sins,  but  not  his  own ; 
The  great  redemption  is  complete, 
And  death  is  overthrown. 

4  'Tis  finished  —  ritual  worship  ends, 

And  Gospel  ages  run ; 
All  old  things  now  are  past  away, 
A  new  world  is  begun. 


232.  L.  M.  Steeus. 

A  Dying  Saviour. 

1  Stretched  on  the  cross,  the  Saviour  dies ; 
Hark  !  his  expiring  groans  arise  ; 

See,  from  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 
Descends  the  sacred,  crimson  tide. 

2  And  didst  thou  bleed?  —  for  sinners  bleed? 
And  could  the  sun  behold  the  deed  ? 

No  ;  he  withdrew  his  cheering  ray, 
And  darkness  veiled  the  mourning  day. 

3  Can  I  survey  this  scene  of  woe, 
Where  mingling  grief  and  mercy  flow, 
And  yet  my  heart  so  hard  remain, — 
Unmoved  by  either  love  or  pain ! 

4  Come,  dearest  Lord,  thy  grace  impart, 
To  warm  this  cold,  this  stupid  heart, 
Till  all  its  powers  and  passions  move, 
In  melting  grief  and  ardent  love. 

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233*  L.  M.  Stennett. 

Christ  Suffering  on  the  Cross. 

1  "  'Tis  finished!"  —  so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died : 

"  'T  is  finished  ! " — yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  "  'Tis  finished  !"— all  that  heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  "  'T  is  finished  ! "—  Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour ; 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

4  "  'T  is  finished  ! " —  let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round ; 
"  'T  is  finished  ! " — let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

234.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Death  and  Resurrection. 

1  He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies ! 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground ! 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load ! 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you  — 
A  thousand  drops  of  richest  blood  ! 

3  Here  's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men;  — 
But  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 
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[  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb  — 
The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 


23d.  7s.  M.  Gibbons. 

Christ's  Resurrection. 

1  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away ; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey ; 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  'T  is  the  Saviour  !     Angels,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes ; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky  — 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  song; 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong. 

5  Even'  note  with  wonder  swell, — 
And  the  Saviour's  triumph  tell ; 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
AVhere  thy  terrors,  vanquished  king? 

236.  7S.   M.  COLLTEK. 

The  Same. 

1  Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb  ! 
Jesus  dissipates  its  gloom  ! 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 
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2  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears ; 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade ; 
Drive  your  anxious  fears  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

4  So  the  rising  sun  appears, 
Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres ; 
So  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 


337.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Ascension  and  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  0  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God  the  sovereign  King ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Jesus,  our  God,  ascends  on  high ; 

His  heavenly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 

3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

4  Speak  forth  his  praise  with  awe  profound ; 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 
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338.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  My  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word : 

But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer, 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory,  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;   may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

239.  C.  M.  Enfield. 

The  Same. 

1  Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears,  each  grace  divine  ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life ; 
He  labored  for  their  .q-ood. 


christ;    his  character  and  offices. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ! " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide ! 

His  image  may  we  bear ! 
0,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

940-  C.  P.  M.  Medley. 

Excellency  of  Christ. 

1  O,  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
0,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine, 
We  'd  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  We  'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
We  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  0,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 

When  Christ  our  Lord  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

241.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Submission  to  his  Father's  Will. 

1  "  Father  divine,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 
11  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away. 
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2  "  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 

I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 

And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low  ; 
Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 
Would  say,  Thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done. 

4  Then,  though  like  him  in  dust  we  lie, 
We  '11  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 
Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 


242.  L.  M.  Bachb. 

"Greater  love  hath  no  man  than  this." 

1  "See  how  he  loved  !  "  exclaimed  the  Jews, 

As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell  ; 
My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues, 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See  how  he  loved,  who  travelled  on, 

Teaching  the  doctrine  from  the  skies ; 
Who  bade  disease  and  pain  be  gone, 
And  called  the  sleeping  dead  to  rise. 

3  See  how  he  loved,  who  never  shrank 

From  toil  or  danger,  pain  or  death ; 
Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

4  Such  love  can  we  unmoved  survey  ? 

0  may  our  breasts  with  ardor  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  obey, 
And  thus  our  warm  affections  show. 

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343*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

"I  am  the  Way,  the  Truth  and  the  Life." 

1  Thou  art  the  Way  —  and  he  who  sighs 

Amid  this  starless  waste  of  woe 
To  find  a  pathway  to  the  skies, 

A  light  from  heaven's  eternal  glow — 
By  thee  must  come,  thou  Gate  of  love, 

Through  which  the  saints  undoubting  trod, 
Till  faith  discovers,  like  the  dove, 

An  ark,  a  resting-place  in  God. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth — whose  steady  day 

Shines  on  through  earthly  blight  and  bloom, 
The  pure,  the  everlasting  ray, 

The  lamp  that  shines  e'en  in  the  tomb ; 
The  light  that  out  of  darkness  springs, 

And  guideth  those  that  blindly  go ; 
The  word  whose  precious  radiance  flings 

Its  lustre  upon  all  below. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  —  the  blessed  well, 

With  living  waters  gushing  o'er, 
Which  those  that  drink  shall  ever  dwell 

Where  sin  and  thirst  are  known  no  more. 
Thou  art  the  mystic  pillar  given, 

Our  lamp  by  night,  our  light  by  day  ; 
Thou  art  the  sacred  bread  from  heaven; 

Thou  art  the  Life  —  the  Truth — the  Way. 

244.  L.  M.  61.  Urwick's  Coll. 

Christ  All  and  in  All. 

1  Jesus,  thou  source  of  calm  repose, 
All  fulness  dwells  in  thee  divine ; 
Our  strength,  to  quell  the  proudest  foes ; 
Our  light,  in  deepest  gloom  to  shine; 
Thou  art  our  fortress,  strength,  and  tower, 
Our  trust  and  portion,  evermore. 
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2  Jesus,  our  Comforter  thou  art ; 

Our  rest  in  toil,  our  ease  in  pain ; 
The  balm  to  heal  each  broken  heart, 

In  storms  our  peace,  in  loss  our  gain ; 
Our  joy,  beneath  the  worldling's  frown ; 
In  shame  our  glory  and  our  crown ;  — 

3  In  want  our  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  weakness,  our  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  our  perfect  liberty ; 

Our  refuge  in  temptation's  hour ; 
Our  comfort,  'midst  all  grief  and  thrall ; 
Our  life  in  death ;  our  all  in  all. 


245.  C.  M.  Beddome. 

Christ  the  Resting- Place. 

1  Jesus!  delightful,  charming  name  ! 

It  spreads  a  fragrance  round ; 
Justice  and  mercy,  truth  and  peace, 
In  union  here  are  found. 

2  He  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  strength; 

In  him  all  glories  meet ; 
He  is  a  shade  above  our  heads, 
A  light  to  guide  our  feet. 

3  When  storms  arise  and  tempests  blow, 

He  speaks  the  stilling  word ; 
The  threatening  billows  cease  to  flow, 
The  winds  obey  their  Lord. 

4  The  thickest  clouds  are  soon  dispersed, 

If  Jesus  shows  his  face  ; 
To  weary,  heavy-laden  souls 
He  is  the  resting-place. 
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246.  C.  M.  Duncan. 

The  Spiritual  Coronation. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, — 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, — 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  hy  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  0,  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

247.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
Attraction  of  the  Cross. 

1  Behold  th'  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  high  ! 

Behold  the  Father's  chief  delight 
Expire  in  agony ! 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 
Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 

Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  cruel  scorn  ? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 
And  all  in  torture  died ; 

'T  was  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head, 
And  oped  bis  gushing  side. 
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4     In  him  our  hearts  unite, 
Nor  share  his  grief  alone, 
But  from  his  cross  pursue  their  flight 
To  his  triumphant  throne. 

348.  7s.  M.  Milman. 

u  They  shall  look  on  Him  whom  they  pierced." 

1  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Faint  and  bleeding,  who  is  he  ? 
By  the  cheek  so  pale  and  wan, 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn, 
By  the  side  so  deeply  pierced, 
By  the  baffled,  burning  thirst, 

By  the  drooping  death-dewed  brow, 
Son  of  man  !  'tis  thou  !  'tis  thou  ! 

2  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Sad  and  dying,  who  is  he  ? 
By  the  last  and  bitter  cry, 
Life  breathed  out  in  agony : 
By  the  lifeless  body  laid 

In  the  chamber  of  the  dead  : 
Crucified  !  we  know  thee  now  ; 
Son  of  man  !  'tis  thou  !  'tis  thou  ! 

3  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  he  ? 

By  the  prayer  for  them  that  slew, 
"  Lord  !  they  know  not  what  they  do ;" 
By  the  sealed  and  guarded  cave, 
By  the  spoiled  and  empty  grave, 
By  that  clear,  immortal  brow, 
Son  of  God  !  'tis  thou  !  'tis  thou  f. 

249.  C.  M.  Beddome. 

Following  Christ. 
1  In  duties  and  in  sufferings  too, 
My  Lord  I  feign  would  trace, 
As  he  hath  done,  so  would  I  do, 
Sustained  by  heavenly  grace, 
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CHRIST;    HIS    CHARACTER   AND    OFFICES. 

2  Inflamed  with  zeal,  'twas  his  delight 

To  do  his  Father's  will ; 
May  the  same  zeal  my  soul  excite 
His  precepts  to  fulfil. 

3  Meekness,  humility  and  love 

Through  all  his  conduct  shine ; 
O,  may  my  whole  deportment  prove 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

350.  7s.  M.  Furness. 

Jesus  our  Leader. 

1  Feeble,  helpless,  how  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die  ? 
Who,  O  God,  my  guide  shall  be  ? 
Who  shall  lead  thy  child  to  thee  ? 

2  Blessed  Father,  gracious  One, 
Thou  hast  sent  thy  holy  Son  ; 
He  will  give  the  light  I  need, 
He  my  trembling  steps  will  lead. 

3  Thus  in  deed,  and  thought,  and  word, 
Led  by  Jesus  Christ  the  Lord, 

In  my  weakness,  thus  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die. 

4  Learn  to  live  in  peace  and  love, 
Like  the  perfect  ones  above  ;  — 
Learn  to  die  without  a  fear, 
Feeling  thee,  my  Father,  near. 

251.  L.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

Christ's  Example  in  Forgiving. 

1  Teach  us  to  feel  as  Jesus  prayed, 

When  on  the  cross  he  bleeding  hung  ; 

When  all  his  foes  their  wrath  displayed, 

And  with  their  spite  his  bosom  stung. 

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CHRIST;    HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

2  For  such  a  heart  and  such  a  love, 

O  Lord,  we  raise  our  prayer  to  thee ; 
0  pour  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  we  may  like  our  Saviour  be. 

252.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

God's  Servant. 

1  Thus  saith  the  Lord  who  built  the  heavens, 

And  bade  the  planets  roll, 
Who  peopled  all  the  climes  of  earth, 
And  formed  the  human  soul :  — 

2  "  Behold  my  Servant ;  see  him  rise 

Exalted  in  my  might ; 
Him  have  I  chosen,  and  in  him 
I  place  supreme  delight. 

3  "  On  him,  in  rich  effusion  poured, 

My  spirit  shall  descend  ; 
My  truth  and  judgment  he  shall  show 
To  earth's  remotest  end. 

4  "  The  progress  of  his  zeal  and  power 

Shall  never  know  decline, 
Till  foreign  lands  and  distant  isles 
Receive  the  law  divine.  " 

253.  L.  M.  Mason. 

The  Image  of  the  Invisible  God. 

1  Thou,  Lord  !  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 

And  by  thine  offspring  here  unknown, 
To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 

Hast  set  thine  image  in  thy  Son. 

2  Though  Jews,  who  granted  not  his  claim, 

Contemptuous  turned  away  their  face, 
Yet  those  who  trusted  in  his  name 
Beheld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 
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CHRIST  ;    HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

3  0  thou  !  at  whose  almighty  word 

Fair  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone, 
Teach  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  trace  the  Father  in  the  Son. 

4  While  we,  thine  image  there  displayed, 

With  love  and  admiration  view, 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  Head, 
That  we  may  bear  thine  image  too. 


254.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Christ  the  Corner- Stone. 

1  See  what  a  living  stone 
The  builders  did  refuse ; 

Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  work,  0  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 

This  day  declares  it  all  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

3  This  is  the  glorious  day 
That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 

Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray — 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

4  Hosanna  to  the  king 
Of  David's  royal  blood  ! 

Bless  him,  ye  saints  :  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

5  We  bless  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays  ; 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 
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CHRIST  J    HIS    CHARACTER    AND    OFFICES. 

255.  L.  M.  S.  Streeter. 
The  Hiding-place. 

1  A  King  shall  reign  in  righteousness, 
And  all  the  kindred  nations  bless  ; 
The  King  of  Salem,  King  of  peace, — 
Nor  shall  his  spreading  kingdom  cease, 

2  In  him  the  naked  soul  shall  find 

A  hiding-place  from  chilling  wind ; 
Or,  when  the  raging  tempests  beat, 
A  covert  warm,  a  safe  retreat. 

3  In  burning  sands  and  thirsty  ground, 
He  like  a  river  shall  be  found, 

Or  lofty  rock,  beneath  whose  shade 
The  weary  traveller  rests  his  head. 

4  The  dimness  gone,  all  eyes  shall  see 
His  glory,  grace,  and  majesty  ; 

All  ears  shall  hearken,  and  the  word 
Of  life  receive  from  Christ  the  Lord. 

256.  C.  M.  S.  Streeter. 
Blessings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  What  glorious  tidings  do  I  hear 

From  my  Redeemer's  tongue  ! 
I  can  no  longer  silence  bear ; 
I  '11  burst  into  a  song : 

2  The  blind  receive  their  sight  with  joy ; 

The  lame  can  walk  abroad  ; 
The  dumb  their  loosened  tongues  employ ; 
The  deaf  can  hear  the  word. 

3  The  dead  are  raised  to  life  anew 

By  renovating  grace  ; 
The  glorious  gospel  's  preached  to  you, 
The  poor  of  Adam's  race. 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

4  0  wondrous  type  of  things  divine, 
When  Christ  displays  his  love, 
To  raise  from  woe  the  sinking  mind 
To  reign  in  realms  above ! 


THE   GOSPEL,   AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

357.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet. 

1  Let  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind, — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul -reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, — 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

258.  C.  M.  Cowpek. 

"  The  entrance  of  thy  Word  giveth  Light.17 

1  How  blest  thy  creature  is,  0  God, 

When,  with  a  single  eye, 
He  views  the  lustre  of  thy  word, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high ! 

2  Through  all  the  storms  that  veil  the  skies, 

And  frown  on  earthly  things, 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness  doth  rise, 
With  healing  on  his  wings. 

3  The  soul,  a  dreary  province  once 

Of  Satan's  dark  domain, 
Feels  a  new  empire  formed  within, 
And  owns  a  heavenly  reign. 

4  The  glorious  orb,  whose  golden  beams 

The  fruitful  year  control, 
Since  first,  obedient  to  thy  word, 
He  started  from  the  goal, — - 

5  Has  cheered  the  nations  with  the  joys 

His  orient  rays  impart : 
But,  Jesus,  't  is  thy  light  alone 
Can  shine  upon  the  heart. 

259.  L.  M.  Watts 

Gospel  Invitations. 

1  "  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come  ! 
I  '11  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me  ; 

I  'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind, 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 

With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

260.  L.   M.  Watts. 

God's  Glory  in  the  Gospel. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue  ; 
Hosarma,  to  the  Eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powerful  God; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

3  But  in  the  Gospel  of  thy  Son 

Are  all  thy  mightiest  works  outdone  ; 
The  light  it  pours  upon  our  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

4  Our  spirits  kindle  in  its  beam ; 
It  is  a  sweet,  a  glorious  theme  ; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

261.  H.   M.  TOPLADT. 

The  Jubilee  Proclaimed. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 

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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Keturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace  : 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near ; 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

3  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  full  assurance  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

262.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  j.  Taylok. 

Gospel  Call  to  the  Church. 

1  Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
He  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature, 

He  whose  word  can  all  destroy ! 
Saints  with  pious  zeal  attending, 

Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise ; 
Solemn  songs,  to  heaven  ascending, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

2  Here  indulge  each  grateful  feeling; 

Lowly  bend  with  contrite  souls  ; 
Here,  his  milder  grace  revealing, 

Here  no  peal  of  thunder  rolls  : 
Lo,  the  sacred  page  before  us 

Bears  the  promise  of  his  love, 
Full  of  mercy  to  restore  us, 

Mercy  beaming  from  above. 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND   ITS    INVITATIONS. 

3  Every  secret  fault  confessing, 

Deed  unrighteous,  thought  of  sin, 
Seize,  O  seize  the  proffered  blessing, 

Grace  from  God,  and  peace  within ! 
Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 
On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

263.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

The  Gospel  Advancing. 

1  Brighter  shines  the  gospel  day 

On  our  Zion's  mountains ; 
Clearer  has  become  the  way 

To  her  living  fountains. 
Hark  !  the  stirring  trumpet  tone 
Hath  o'er  every  hill-top  flown  ; 
Error's  hosts  retiring  see  ! 
Superstition's  minions  flee ! 

2  From  the  luring  haunts  of  sin 

Where  the  soul  is  blighted, 
Christ  invites  —  come  enter  in 

To  the  temple  lighted 
With  the  beams  of  pardoning  love  — 
With  the  wisdom  from  above ; 
Leave  the  woes  of  sin  behind, 
And  a  rest  perpetual  find. 

3  Come  from  error's  hoary  shrine, 

Jew  or  Gentile  seeking 
For  the  way  of  life  divine  — 

Hear  this  voice  now  speaking ! 
Willing  hearts  and  hands  prepare 
Christ's  redeeming  grace  to  share ; 
Join  our  triumph-strain,  and  sing 
Zion's  Universal  King. 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

264.  C.  M.  Medley. 

The  Fountain  of  Living  Waters. 

1  0,  what  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 
Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Come,  then,  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds ; 

Your  every  burden  bring ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

3  This  spring  with  living  water  flows, 

And  heavenly  joy  imparts  ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  your  wants  disclose, 
And  drink  with  thankful  hearts. 


265.  S.   I\I.  Select  Hymns. 

Now  is  the  Day  of  Grace. 

1  Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now  to  the  Father  come ; 

The  Lord  is  calling,  "  Seek  my  face, 
And  I  will  guide  you  home." 

2  The  Saviour  bids  you  speed ; 
0,  wherefore  then  delay  ? 

He  calls  in  love  ;  he  sees  your  need  ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day. 

3  To-day  the  prize  is  won  ; 
The  promise  is  to  save  ; 

Then,  0,  be  wise  ;  to-morrow's  sun 
May  shine  upon  your  grave. 
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266.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Invitation  to  the  Gospel  Feast. 

1  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest ! 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ! 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come ;  — 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms, — 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room ! 

3  Come  then,  and  with  his  people  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast, 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  the  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come : 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore;  — 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

367.  7s.  M.  Hawes. 

The  Same. 

1  From  the  holy  mount  above, 
Glowing  in  the  light  of  love, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear ! 

"  At  the  feast  there  yet  is  room — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

2  "  Thou  shalt  be  a  welcome  guest, 
By  the  Lord  divinely  blest ;  — 

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In  the  word  of  truth  believe, — 
All  thy  sinful  pleasures  leave, 
And  no  more  in  darkness  roam, — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  "  God  is  thy  unchanging  Friend ; 
He  will  love  thee  to  the  end, 
And  at  last  thy  soul  convey 
To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 
To  a  blessed  spirit-home, — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

268*  7s.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

The  Sinner  entreated  to  awake. 

1  Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep; 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead  ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Wake  from  sleep  ;  arise  from  death ; 
See  the  bright  and  living  path ; 
Watchful,  tread  that  path  ;  be  wise ; 
Leave  thy  folly  ;  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly ;  cease  from  crime ; 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time ; 
Life  secure  without  delay ; 

Brief  is  this  thy  mortal  day. 

4  0,  then,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep  ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night ; 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 

269.  L.  M.  61.  Anonymous. 

The  Gospel  gives  Peace  and  Rest. 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 
Hath  taught  these  rocks  the  notes  of  woe ; 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND   ITS    INVITATIONS. 

Cease  thy  complaints,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 
Behold  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
Which  lulls  thy  pain,  which  heals  thy  wound, 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Unburden  here  the  weighty  load, 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God : 
Thy  God's  thy  Father,  —  glorious  word  ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

3  As  spring  the  winter,  day  the  night, 

Peace  sorrow's  gloom  shall  chase  away, 
And  smiling  joy,  a  seraph  bright, 

Shall  tend  thy  steps  and  near  thee  stay; 
Whilst  glory  weaves  th'  immortal  crown, 
And  waits  to  claim  thee  for  her  own. 


270.  7s.  M.  81.  Bowrino. 

Invitation. 

1  Pilgrim,  burdened  with  thy  sin, 

Come  the  way  to  Zion's  gate, 
There,  till  mercy  speaks  within, 

Knock,  and  weep,  and  watch  and  wait — 
Knock — he  knows  the  sinner's  cry, 

Weep — he  loves  the  mourner's  tears, 
Watch — for  saving  grace  is  nigh, 

Wait — till  heavenly  grace  appears. 

2  Hark,  it  is  thy  Saviour's  voice ! 

"  Welcome,  pilgrim,  to  thy  rest." 
Now  within  the  gate  rejoice, 

Safe,  and  owned,  and  bought  and  blest — 
Safe  —  from  all  the  lures  of  vice, 

Owned — by  joys  the  contrite  know, 
Bought — by  love  and  life  the  price, 

Blest — the  mighty  debt  to  owe  ! 
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3  Holy  pilgrim  !  what  for  thee, 

In  a  world  like  this,  remains  ? 
From  thy  guarded  breast  shall  flee 

Fear,  and  shame,  and  doubt  and  pains  — 
Fear  —  the  hope  of  heaven  shall  fly, 

Shame  —  from  glory's  view  retire, 
Doubt  —  in  full  belief  shall  die, 

Pain  —  in  endless  bliss  expire. 

271*  C.   M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 

1  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led, 

With  mild  benignant  ray, 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

3  0  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads ; 

The  gracious  call  obey, 
•  Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  0  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path 

While  light  and  grace  are  given ; 
We  '11  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
And  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

272.  C.    M.  COLLTEI. 

Call  to  the  Wandering. 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 
And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Those  new  desires,  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 
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2  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return ; 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh ; 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

3  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return ; 

Thy  Father  bids  thee  live  ; 
Go  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 
How  freely  he  '11  forgive. 

4  Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear ; 
Thy  Father  calls — no  longer  mourn; 
'T  is  love  invites  thee  near. 


S73.  C.  M.  Moore. 

"Her  sins,  which  are  many,   are  forgiven;  for  she  loved 
much. n 

1  Were  not  the  sinful  Mary's  tears 

An  offering  worthy  heaven, 
When,  o'er  the  faults  of  former  years, 
She  wept,  and  was  forgiven  ? 

2  When,  bringing  every  balmy  sweet 

Her  day  of  luxury  stored, 
She  o'er  her  Saviour's  hallowed  feet 
The  precious  ointment  poured ; 

3  Were  not  those  sweets  so  freely  shed, 

That  shame,  those  weeping  eyes, 
And  the  sunk  heart  which  inly  bled, 
Heaven's  noblest  sacrifice  ? 

4  Thou  that  hast  slept  in  error's  sleep, 

0  wouldst  thou  wake  to  heaven, 
Like  Mary  kneel,  like  Mary  weep ; 
"  Love  much,"  and  be  forgiven ! 
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274.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

To  the  Prodigal  Son. 

1  Brother,  hast  thou  wandered  far 

From  thy  father's  happy  home  ? 
With  thyself  and  God  at  war? 

Turn  thee,  brother,  homeward  come  ! 

2  Hast  thou  wasted  all  the  powers 

God  for  noble  uses  gave  ? 
Squandered  life's  most  golden  hours  ? 
Turn  thee,  brother,  God  can  save ! 

3  Is  a  mighty  famine  now 

In  thy  heart  and  in  thy  soul  ? 
Discontent  upon  thy  brow  ? 

Turn  thee,  God  will  make  thee  whole ! 

4  Fall  before  him  on  the  ground, 

Pour  thy  sorrow  in  his  ear, 
Seek  him,  while  he  may  be  found, 
Call  upon  him,  while  he  's  near. 

275*  S.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Gospel  Invitations. 

1  The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  ! " 
The  Bride,  the  Church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come  ! " 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 
To  all  about  him,  "  Come  ! " 

Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  Fountain,  come! 

3  Yes.  whosoever  will, 
0,  let  him  freely  come, 

And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life; 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 
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THE    GOSPEL,  AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

4     Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come :" 
Lord,  even  so  !  I  wait  thine  hour  : 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  ! 

276.  C.  M.  Watts. 
The  Blessings  of  the  Gospel, 

1  Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives ; 
Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 
Thy  God  forever  lives. 

277.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
All  Things  Ready. 

1  The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 

And  dainties  crown  the  board  : 
Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Ye  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  strayed 

In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come  ; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreats, 
And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 
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THE    GOSPEL,  AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

4  Yet  are  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 
That  millions  more  may  come ; 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erhll  the  spacious  room. 

278.  S.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 
Coming  to  Christ. 

1  Ye  sons  of  earth,  arise, 
Ye  creatures  of  a  day  ; 

Redeem  the  time — be  bold — be  wise, 
And  cast  your  bonds  away. 

2  The  year  of  gospel  grace 
With  us  rejoice  to  see, 

And  thankfully  in  Christ  embrace 
Your  proffered  liberty. 

3  Blest  Saviour,  Lord  of  all, 
God  help  us  to  receive ; 

Obedient  to  thy  gracious  call, 
0,  bid  us  turn  and  live. 

279.  S.   M.  E.  TURNEK. 

Saviour's  Voice. 

1  Hear  what  a  Saviour's  voice, 
To  sinners,  does  proclaim  ; 

0,  all  ye  ransomed  souls,  rejoice 
In  your  Redeemer's  name. 

2  Where  sin  and  death  have  reigned, 
And  all  their  power  employed, 

There  are  his  love  and  light  maintained, 
And  heavenly  truth  enjoyed. 

3  The  needy,  starving  poor 
Are  filled  with  living  bread  ; 

The  opening  of  the  prison  door 
Proclaims  the  captive  freed. 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

4  The  thirsty,  panting  soul, 
That  longs  for  springs  of  grace, 

Beholds  celestial  waters  roll, 
And  floods  of  righteousness. 

5  My  God,  my  Saviour  too, 
I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 

Partake  of  what  is  brought  to  view, 
And  sing  thy  glorious  name. 

280.  S.   M.  Watts. 

Power  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Behold,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way ; 

His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 

It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 

Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

0,  may  we  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

28 1*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Gospel  Invitation. 

1  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 
Gladly  obey  your  Maker's  call :  — 
Eeturn,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 
And  find  his  grare  is  free  for  all. 
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THE    GOSPEL,    AND    ITS    INVITATIONS. 

2  See  from  the  rock  a  fountain  rise  ; 

For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls ; 
Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  weary,  heavy-laden  souls. 

3  In  search  of  empty  joys  below, 

Why  toil  with  unavailing  strife  ? 
Whither,  ah  !  whither  would  ye  go  ? 
Christ  hath  the  words  of  endless  life. 

4  Your  willing  ears  and  hearts  incline, 

His  words  believingly  receive  ; 
Quicken'd,  you  then,  by  faith  divine, 
A  heavenly  life  on  earth  shall  live. 

282.  lis.  M.  S.  F.  Streeter. 
The  Same. 

1  How  gracious  the  promise,  how  soothing  the  word 
That  came  from  the  lips  of  our  merciful  Lord  ! 

"  Ye  lone,  and  ye  weary,  ye  sad  and  oppressed, 
Come,  learn  of  your  Saviour,  and  ye  shall  find 
rest." 

2  Ye  proud,  from  the  paths  of  ambition  depart, 
For  meek  was  your  Master,  and  lowly  of  heart : 
And  all  who   have  sinned  and   have  wandered 

astray, 
Come,  walk  in  the  light  and  the  truth  and  the  way. 

3  Ye  heart-stricken  sons,  and  ye  daughters  of  woe, 
For  you  the  fresh  fountains  of  comfort  o'erflow; 
Your  souls  to  the  blessed  Redeemer  unite, — 
His  yoke  it  is  easy,  his  burden  is  light. 

283.  7s.  M.  Mrs.  Barbaitld. 
The  Weary,  Pained,  and  Guilty,  Invited. 

1  Come  !  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
1R  eary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 
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2  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain ; 

Ye,  whose  swollen  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise ; 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care : 
Who  the  stings  of  guilt  can  bear  ? 

5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


TRIUMPH   OF  CHRISTIANITY. 

284.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  joyful  prisoner  bursts  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

285.  C.  M.  Milton. 

The  Kingdom  of  God  on  Earth. 

1  The  Lord  will  come,  and  not  be  slow ; 

His  footsteps  cannot  err ; 
Before  him  righteousness  shall  go, 
His  royal  harbinger. 

2  The  nations  all  whom  thou  hast  made 

Shall  come,  and  all  shall  frame 
To  bow  them  low  before  thee,  Lord, 
And  glorify  thy  name. 

3  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  to  a  flower, 

Shall  bud  and  blossom  then, 
And  Justice,  from  her  heavenly  bower, 
Look  down  on  mortal  men. 

4  Thee  will  I  praise,  0  Lord,  my  God, 

Thee  honor  and  adore 
"With  my  whole  heart,  and  blaze  abroad 
Thy  name  for  evermore. 

5  For  great  thou  art,  and  wonders  great 

By  thy  strong  hand  are  done : 
Thou,  in  thy  everlasting  seat, 
Remainest  God  alone. 
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286.  C.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

The  Same. 

1  Jesus  his  empire  shall  extend ; 

Beneath  his  gentle  sway- 
Kings  of  the  earth  shall  humbly  bend, 
And  his  commands  obey. 

2  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

All  nations  shall  be  blest ; 
We  hear  the  noise  of  war  no  more, — 
He  gives  his  people  rest. 

3  As  clouds  descend  in  gentle  showers, 

When  spring  renews  her  reign  ; 
And  call  to  life  the  fragrant  flowers 
O'er  forest,  hill  and  plain;  — 

4  So  Jesus,  by  his  heavenly  grace, 

Descends  on  man  below, 
And  o'er  the  millions  of  our  race 
His  gentle  blessings  flow. 

5  All  that  the  reign  of  sin  destroyed, 

The  Saviour  shall  restore ; 
And,  from  the  treasures  of  the  Lord, 
Shall  give  us  blessings  more. 

387.  H.  M.  E.  Turner. 

The  Universal  King. 

1  Come,  sing  a  Saviour's  power, 

And  praise  his  mighty  name ; 
His  wondrous  love  adore, 

And  chant  his  growing  fame. 
Wide  o'er  the  world  a  king  shall  reign, 
And  righteousness  and  peace  maintain. 

2  The  sceptre  of  his  grace 

He  shall  forever  wield ; 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

His  foes,  before  his  face, 

To  strength  divine  shall  yield : 
The  conquest  of  his  truth  shall  show 
What  an  almighty  arm  can  do. 

His  alienated  sons, 

By  sin  beguiled,  betrayed, 
Shall  then  be  born  at  once, 

And  willing  subjects  made : 
Such  numbers  shall  his  courts  adorn 
As  dew-drops  of  the  vernal  morn. 

His  realm  shall  ever  stand, 
By  liberal  things  upheld : 

And  from  his  bounteous  hand 
All  hearts  with  joy  be  filled. 

A  universe  with  praise  shall  own 

The  countless  honors  of  his  throne. 


288.  7  &  6s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Blessings  of  Christ's  Kingdom. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son ! 
Hail !  in  the  time  appointed 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth ; 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

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3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend, 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, — 

A  kingdom  without  end: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove : 
His  name  shall  stand  forever;  — 

That  name  to  us  is  love. 

289.  L.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

Blessings  of  Christ's  Universal  Reign. 

1  When  God  descends  with  men  to  dwell, 

And  all  creation  makes  anew, 
What  tongue  can  half  the  wonders  tell  ? 
What  eye  the  dazzling  glories  view  ? 

2  Zion,  the  desolate,  again 

Shall  see  her  lands  with  roses  bloom ; 

And  Carmel's  mount,  and  Sharon's  plain, 

Shall  yield  their  spices  and  perfume. 

3  Celestial  streams  shall  gently  flow ; 

The  wilderness  shall  joyful  be  ; 
Lilies  on  parched  ground  shall  grow ; 
And  gladness  spring  on  every  tree ; 

4  The  weak  be  strong,  the  fearful  bold, 

The  deaf  shall  hear,  the  dumb  shall  sing, 
The  lame  shall  walk,  the  blind  behold ; 
And  joy  through  all  the  earth  shall  ring. 

5  Monarchs  and  slaves  shall  meet  in  love  ; 

Old  pride  shall  die,  and  meekness  reign, — 
When  God  descends  from  worlds  above, 
To  dwell  with  men  on  earth  again. 
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290.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  On  Zion,  his  most  holy  mount, 

God  will  a  feast  prepare ; 
And  Israel's  sons,  and  Gentile  lands, 
Shall  in  the  banquet  share. 

2  See  to  the  vilest  of  the  vile 

A  free  acceptance  given  ! 
See  rebels,  by  adopting  grace, 
Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heaven  ! 

3  The  pained,  the  sick,  the  dying,  now 

To  ease  and  health  restored, 
With  eager  appetites  partake 
The  plenties  of  the  board. 

4  But,  0,  what  draughts  of  bliss  unknown, 

What  dainties  shall  be  given, 
When,  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne, 
We  join  the  feast  of  heaven  ! 

5  There  joys  immeasurably  high 

Shall  overflow  the  soul, 
And  springs  of  life,  that  never  dry, 
In  thousand  channels  roll. 

301  •  7s.  M.  Anonymous 

The  Fulness  of  the  Gentiles. 

1  "  Give  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 

Zion's  children  cry  aloud  : 
See  their  numbers  how  they  swell ! 
How  they  gather  like  a  cloud ! 

2  O,  how  bright  the  morning  seems ! 

Brighter  from  so  dark  a  night : 
Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
Filled  with  wonder  and  delight. 
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3  Lo  !  thy  sun  goes  down  no  more : 

God  himself  will  be  thy  light : 
All  that  caused  thee  grief  before 
Buried  lies  in  endless  night. 

4  Zion,  now  arise  and  shine ; 

Lo  !  thy  light  from  heaven  is  come ; 
These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine; 
Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 


992*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Influence  of  the  Gospel  like  Rain. 

1  As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
Jesus  shall  shed  his  blessings  down ; 
Crowned  with  whose  life-infusing  drops, 
Earth  shall  renew  her  blissful  crops. 

2  The  dews  and  rains,  in  all  their  store, 
Drenching  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er, 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

3  As,  in  soft  silence,  vernal  showers 
Descend,  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers, 
So,  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  sweet  influence  from  above. 

4  That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind, 

While  every  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

5  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confined 
To  me,  but  poured  on  all  mankind, 
Till  earth's  wild  wastes  in  verdure  rise, 
And  a  young  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

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293.  H.  M.  Doddridge. 
Efficacy  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Mark  the  soft-falling  snow, 

And  the  descending  rain  ! 
To  heaven,  from  whence  it  fell, 

It  turns  not  back  again ; 
But  waters  earth  through  every  pore, 
And  calls  forth  all  her  secret  store. 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green 

The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 

By  providence  divine : 
The  harvest  bows  its  golden  ears, 
The  copious  seed  of  future  years. 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 

"  My  Gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  ; 
Millions  of  souls  shall  feel  its  power, 
And  bear  it  down  to  millions  more." 

294.  S.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

Universal  Redemption. 

1  In  God's  eternity 
There  shall  a  day  arise, 

When  all  the  race  of  man  shall  be 
With  Jesus  in  the  skies. 

2  As  night  before  the  rays 
Of  morning  flees  away, 

Sin  shall  retire  before  the  blaze 
Of  God's  eternal  day. 

3  As  music  fills  the  grove 
When  stormy  clouds  are  past, 

Sweet  anthems  of  redeeming  love 
Shall  all  employ  at  last. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

4     Kedeemed  from  death  and  sin, 
Shall  Adam's  numerous  race 
A  ceaseless  song  of  praise  begin, 
And  shout  redeeming  grace. 

295.  L.  M.  6 1.  Watts. 

11  The  Gentiles  shall  see  thy  Righteousness ." 

1  Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise ; 
To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name  : 

His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 
And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 

2  The  heathen  know  thy  glory,  Lord : 
The  wondering  nations  read  thy  word : 
Among  us  is  Jehovah  known ; 

Our  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made  ; 
Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  power, 
And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 

Then  shall  the  race  of  man  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 
And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

396.  L.  M.  Bowkino. 

Progress  of  Gospel  Truth. 

1  Upon  the  Gospel's  sacred  page 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine  ; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  Truth,  strengthened  by  the  strength  of  thought, 

Pours  inexhaustible  supplies, 
Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught, 
And  Wisdom's  self  become  more  wise. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

3  More  glorious  still  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blest,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  the  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world  ; 

4  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy  ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 

297.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey ; 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight 

3  The  saints  shall  nourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

298.  10s.   M.  Pope. 

Predicted  Glory  of  the  Messiah's  Kingdom. 

1  Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise  ! 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes ! 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day  ! 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn, 
See  future  sons  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise. 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies  ! 

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3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temples  bend ! 
See   thy   bright  altars   thronged  with  prostrate 

kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away ; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 


299.  8s.,  7s.  &  4s.  M.  Kelly. 

Encouraging  Prospects. 

1  Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking ; 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand  ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking, 
By  his  word,  in  every  land : 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad  : 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand  ; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world,  in  every  land  ; 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

300.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Universal  Hallelujah,. 

1  When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

Flow  joyfully  along? 
When  hill  and  valley,  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  Him,  who  once  was  slain, 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign  ? 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly, 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply  : 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
The  hallelujah  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound. 

301.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Prospect  of  Universal  Blessedness. 

1  Lo !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  believing  eyes! 
The  earth  and  seas  are  passed  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides, 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blessed  abode ; 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he,  the  loving  God. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

4  "His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye  ; 
And  pains  and  groans,  and  griefs  and  fears, 
And  death  itself  shall  die." 

5  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  0  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

302.  L.  M.  Richards. 

The  Cloud  and  Pillar  of  Fire, 

1  Long  as  the  darkening  cloud  abode, 

So  long  did  ancient  Israel  rest ; 
Nor  moved  they,  till  the  guiding  Lord 
In  brighter  garments  stood  confest. 

2  Father  of  spirits,  Light  of  light, 

Lift  up  the  cloud,  and  rend  the  veil ; 
Shine  forth  in  fire,  amid  that  night, 

Whose  blackness  makes  the  heart  to  fail. 

3  'T  is  done  !  to  Christ  the  power  is  given ; 

His  death  has  rent  the  veil  away, 

Our  great  Forerunner  entered  heaven, 

And  oped  the  gate  of  endless  day. 

4  Nor  shall  those  mists  that  brood  o'er  time, 

Forever  blind  the  mental  eye ; 
They  backward  roll,  and  light  sublime 
Beams  glory  from  our  God  on  high. 

5  Adoring  nations  hail  the  dawn, 

All  kingdoms  bless  the  noontide  beam, 
And  light,  unfolding  life's  full  morn, 
Is  vast  creation's  deathless  theme. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

303.  S.  M  Johns. 
The  Kingdom  of  God. 

1  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God, 
Sweet  reign  of  light  and  love  ! 

Shed  peace,  and  hope,  and  joy  abroad, 
And  wisdom  from  above. 

2  Over  our  spirits  first 
Extend  thy  healing  reign ; 

There  raise  and  quench  the  sacred  thirst, 
That  never  pains  again. 

3  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  ! 
And  make  the  broad  earth  thine, 

Stretch  o'er  her  lands  and  isles  the  rod 
That  flowers  with  grace  divine. 

4  Soon  may  all  tribes  be  blest 
With  fruit  from  life's  glad  tree  ; 

And  in  its  shade  like  brothers  rest 
Sons  of  one  family. 

5  Come,  kingdom  of  our  God  ! 
And  raise  thy  glorious  throne 

In  worlds  by  the  undying  trod, 
Where  God  shall  bless  his  own. 

304.  10s.  M.  ASHWORTH. 
The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Pour,  blessed  Gospel,  glorious  news  for  man ! 

Thy  stream  of  life  o'er  springless  deserts  roll : 
Thy  bond  of  peace  the  mighty  earth  can  span, 
And  make  one  brotherhood  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  On,  piercing  Gospel,  on  !  of  every  heart, 

In  every  latitude,  thou  own'st  the  key : 
From  their  dull  slumbers  savage  souls  shall  start, 
With  all  their  treasures  first  unlocked  by  thee  ! 


TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

3  Tread,  kingly  Gospel,  through  the  nations  tread  ! 

With  all  the  civil  virtues  in  thy  train : 
Be  all  to  thy  blest  freedom  captive  led ; 
And  Christ,  the  true  emancipator,  reign  ! 

4  Spread,  giant  Gospel,  spread  thy  growing  wings  I 

Gather  thy  scattered  ones  from  every  land : 
Call  home  the  wanderers  to  the  King  of  kings : 
Proclaim  them  all  thine  own;  —  'tis  Christ's 
command ! 

305,  7s.  M.  Montgomery 
Christ7 s  Triumph. 

1  Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore ;  — 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lord ! 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign ; 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah!  —  hark!  the  sound, 

Heard  through  earth,  and  through  the  skies, 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around, 

All  creation's  harmonies  : 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled, 

Sheathed  his  sword;  he  speaks, — 'tis  done! 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

306.  7s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Progress  of  the  Gospel. 

1   See  how  great  a  flame  aspires, 
Kindled  by  a  spark  of  grace  ' 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  fires, 
Sets  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came  : 
Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is  : 

O  that  all  might  catch  the  flame, 
All  partake  the  glorious  bliss  ! 

2  When  he  first  the  work  begun, 

Small  and  feeble  was  his  day : 
Now  the  word  doth  swiftly  run, 

Now  it  wins  its  widening  way : 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail ; 
Sin's  strong-holds  it  now  o'erthrows, 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

3  Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 

Little  as  a  human  hand  ? 
Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 

Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land  ! 
Lo  !  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above  ! 
Haste,  0  Lord,  and  quickly  pour 

All  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 

307.  7s.  &  5s.  ML  A.  C.  Thomas. 

The  Reconciliation. 

1  Thou,  whose  wide  extended  sway 
Suns  and  systems  e'er  obey ! 
Thou,  our  Guardian  and  our  Stay, 

Evermore  adored : 
In  prospective,  Lord,  we  see 
Jew  and  Gentile,  bond  and  free, 
Reconciled  in  Christ  to  thee, 

Holy,  holy  Lord. 

2  Thou  by  all  shalt  be  confessed, 
Ever  blessing,  ever  blest, 
When  to  thy  eternal  rest, 

In  the  courts  above, 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

Thou  shalt  bring  the  sore  oppressed; 
Fill  each  joy-desiring  breast; 
Make  of  each  a  welcome  guest, 
At  the  feast  of  love. 

3  When  destroying  death  shall  die, 
Hushed  be  every  rising  sigh, 
Tears  be  wiped  from  every  eye, 

Never  more  to  fall ; 
Then  shall  praises  fill  the  sky, 
And  angelic  hosts  shall  cry, 
Holy,  Holy  Lord,  Most  High, 

Thou  art  all  in  all ! 

308.  7s.  M.  6  1.    Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 
Glory  of  the  Church. 

1  On  thy  church,  0  Power  Divine, 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine ; 
Till  the  nations  from  afar 

Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star ; 
Till  her  sons,  from  zone  to  zone, 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 
And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
With  the  voice  of  praise  resound. 

309.  Us.  &  10s.     [Peculiar.]      J.  G.  Adams. 
Christian's  Song  of  Triumph. 

1  Sound  the  full  chorus  !  let  praises  ascend 
To  God  the  Creator,  our  Father  and  Friend. 
Sing,  for  the  light  of  his  truth  is  before  us, 

And  we  will  give  thanks,  and  rejoice  in  his 
name ; 

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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

His  banner  of  love  in  its  glory  waves  o'er  us ; 
That  love  will  continue  forever  the  same. 
Sound  the  full  chorus,  &c. 


2  Praise  to  Jehovah  !   Give  praise  —  let  it  rise 
From  earth,   in  its  fulness — and  swell   to   the 

skies ! 
Give  glory  and  praise  !     For  a  ransomed  crea- 
tion 
The  gospel  of  peace  in  its  triumph  shall  see  ; 
Our  God  hath  redeemed  us  —  and  Christ  our  sal- 
vation 
Appears,  from  transgression  and  death  to  make 
free  ! 
Praise  to  Jehovah,  &c. 

310.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Gospel  Freedom  Universal. 

1  We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 

That  long-expected,  blissful  day, 

When  men  of  every  name  and  clime 

The  glorious  gospel  shall  obey. 

2  The  word  of  God  shall  firm  abide, 

Though  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose; 
The  stone  cut  from  the  mountain's  side, 
To  universal  empire  grows. 

3  Afric's  emancipated  sons 

Shall  shout  to  Asia's  rapt'rous  song, 
Europe,  with  her  unnumbered  tongues, 
And  western  climes  the  strain  prolong. 

4  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Immanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend, 
And  every  man,  in  every  face, 

Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

311.  C.  P.  M.  M.Ratnbb 

Reign  of  Christ.     Isa.  35. 

1  The  radiant  dawn  of  gospel  light, 
The  prophet  saw  in  vision  bright, 

And  hailed  th'  auspicious  day, 
When  Christ  should  all  his  grace  disclose 
And  cure  the  world  of  all  its  woes, 

By  truth's  triumphant  sway. 

2  The  blind  their  eyes  shall  open  wide  ; 
To  drink  the  light's  o'erflowing  tide, 

The  deaf  sweet  music  hear ; 
The  lame  like  bounding  hart  shall  leap ; 
The  dumb  no  longer  silence  keep, 

But  shout  redemption  near. 

3  And  there  shall  be  a  holy  way, 

In  which  the  simple  shall  not  stray — 

The  path  so  plain  and  bright. 
Wayfaring  men  therein  shall  walk, 
And  of  their  home  and  kindred  talk, 
With  rapture  and  delight. 

4  No  ravenous  beast  in  quest  of  prey, 
No  lion  lurking  in  the  way, 

Shall  ever  there  be  seen. 
The  place  where  dragons  lay  concealed, 
Large  crops  of  waving  grass  shall  yield, 

With  reeds  and  rushes  green. 

5  And  when  to  Zion's  peaceful  home 
The  ransomed  of  the  Lord  shall  come, 

(O  haste  the  blissful  day  !) 
Glad  strains  shall  every  tongue  employ 
In  songs  of  everlasting  joy, 

And  sighing  flee  away. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

312.  H.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Wilderness  Transformed.     Is.  41 :   18,  19. 

1  Amazing,  beauteous  change  ! 
A  world  created  new ! 
My  thoughts  with  transport  range, 
The  lovely  scene  to  view  : 
In  all  I  trace, 
Saviour  divine, 


The  work  is  thine ; 
Be  thine  the  praise. 


2  See  crystal  fountains  play 

Amidst  the  burning  sands  ; 
The  river's  winding  way 

Shines  through  the  thirsty  lands ; 
New  grass  is  seen,  Its  carpet  spreads 

And  o'er  the  meads  Of  living  green. 

3  Where  pointed  brambles  grew, 

Entwined  with  horrid  thorn, 
Gay  flowers,  forever  new. 
The  painted  fields  adorn ; 


The  blushing  rose, 
And  lily  there, 


In  union  fair, 

Their  sweets  disclose. 


4  The  tyrants  of  the  plain 

Their  savage  chase  give  o'er ; 
No  more  they  rend  the  slain. 
And  thirst  for  blood  no  more  ; 


But  infant  hands 
Fierce  tigers  stroke, 


And  lions  yoke 
In  flowery  bands. 


o  0,  when,  Almighty  Lord, 

Shall  these  glad  scenes  arise, 
To  verify  thy  word, 

And  bless  our  wondering  eyes  ? 


That  earth  may  raise 
With  all  its  tongues, 
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United  songs 
Of  ardent  praise. 


TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

313.  8s.,  7s.  &  4s.  M.  J.  Taylor, 

The  Gospel  Triumphant. 

1  Still  in  shades  of  midnight  darkness 

Abject  sits  the  Pagan  world ; 
There  the  banner  of  salvation 

Ne'er  hath  been  by  time  unfurled  ; 
Nor  their  idols 
From  their  blood-stained  altars  hurled. 

2  Yet  the  promise  stands  securely, 

And  Messiah's  reign  shall  spread ; 
Not  in  vain  his  glorious  conquest ; 

Not  in  vain  the  Saviour  bled. 
Chief  immortal ! 
God's  own  hand  hath  crowned  thy  head. 

3  To  this  blessed  dispensation 

Millions  yet  unborn  shall  fly  ; 
See  the  rising  splendor  beaming 

Till  it  gilds  the  western  sky. 
Glorious  Gospel ! 
Still  thy  triumphs  multiply. 

314.  P.M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

The  Church  exulting  in  the  Government  of  Jehovah. 

1  Ye  subjects  of  the  Lord  !  proclaim 
The  royal  honors  of  his  name  : 

"  Jehovah  reigns  !  "  be  all  our  song. 
'T  is  He,  thy  God,  0  Zion,  reigns ! 
Prepare  thy  most  harmonious  strains 

Glad  hallelujahs  to  prolong. 

2  Tremble,  ye  pageants  of  a  day, 
Formed,  like  your  slaves,  of  brittle  clay ! 

Down  to  the  dust  your  sceptres  bend ; 
To  everlasting  years  He  reigns, 
And  undiminished  state  maintains, 

When  kings,  and  suns,  and  time  shall  end. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

So  shall  his  favored  Zion  live  : 
In  vain  confed'rate  nations  strive 

Her  sacred  turrets  to  destroy  ; 
Her  Sov'reign  sits  enthroned  above, 
And  endless  power  and  endless  love 

Ensure  her  safety  and  her  joy. 


315.  CM.  Montgomery. 

Restoration  of  Israel. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust : 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake  ;  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  south,  "  Give  up  thy  charge, 
And  keep  not  back,  0  north !  " 

4  They  come,  they  come  ;  —  thine  exiled  bands, 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 


316.  C.  M.  Moore. 

The  Same. 

1  0,  who  shall  see  the  glorious  day, 
When,  throned  on  Zion's  brow, 
The  Lord  shall  rend  the  veil  away 
That  hides  the  naiions  now ! 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

When  earth  no  more  beneath  the  fear 

Of  his  rebuke  shall  lie, 
When  pain  shall  cease,  and  every  tear 

Be  wiped  from  every  eye  ! 

Then,  Judah,  thou  no  more  shalt  mourn 

Beneath  the  heathen's  chain ; 
Thy  days  of  splendor  shall  return, 

And  all  be  new  again. 
The  fount  of  life  shall  then  be  quaffed 

In  peace  by  all  who  come  ; 
And  every  wind  that  blows,  shall  waft 

Some  lon^-lost  wand'rer  home. 


317.  L.  M.  6 1.  Pratt's  Coll 

Prayer  for  the  Jews. 

1  Father  of  faithful  Abraham  !  hear 

Our  earnest  suit  for  Abraham's  seed  : 
Justly  they  claim  the  fervent  prayer 

From  us,  adopted  in  their  stead  ; 
Who  mercy,  through  their  fall,  obtain, 
And  Christ,  by  their  rejection,  gain. 

2  But  hast  thou  finally  forsook, 

Forever  cast  thine  own  away  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  bid  the  murderers  look 

On  Him  they  pierced,  and  weep  and  pray  ? 
Yes  !  gracious  Lord,  thy  word  is  past — 
"  All  Israel  shall  be  saved  at  last." 

3  Come,  then,  thou  great  Deliverer,  come  ! 

The  veil  from  Jacob's  heart  remove  : 
Receive  thine  ancient  people  home, 

That,  quickened  by  thy  dying  love, 
In  their  recovery  we  may  find 
Life  from  the  dead  for  all  mankind. 
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TRIUMPH   OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

318.  7s.  &  5s.  S.  F.  Smith. 

The  Missionary  Angel. 

1  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  night ; 

Angel,  onward  speed  ; 
Cast  abroad  thy  radiant  light, 

Bid  the  shades  recede  ; 
Tread  the  idols  in  the  dust, 

Heathen  fanes  destroy, 
Spread  the  gospel's  holy  trust, 

Spread  the  gospel's  joy. 

2  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight ; 

Angel,  onward  haste ; 
•  Quickly  on  each  mountain's  height 

Be  thy  standard  placed  ; 
Let  thy  blissful  tidings  float 

Far  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
Till  the  sweetly-echoing  note 

Every  bosom  thrill. 

3  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight ; 

Angel,  onward  fly  : 
Long  has  been  the  reign  of  night ; 

Bring  the  morning  nigh  : 
'T  is  to  thee  the  heathen  lift 

Their  imploring  wail ; 
Bear  them  Heaven's  holy  gift, 

Ere  their  courage  fail. 

4  Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight ; 

Angel,  onward  speed  ; 
Morning  bursts  upon  our  sight  — 

'T  is  the  time  decreed  : 
Jesus  now  his  kingdom  takes, 

Thrones  and  empires  fall, 
And  the  joyous  song  awakes, 

"  God  is  all  in  all." 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

319.  H.  M  Doddridge. 

The  Glory  of  the  Church  in  the  Latter  Day.    Is.  60  :  1. 

1  O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice, 

And  raise  thy  hands  on  high ; 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 
And  boast  salvation  nigh. 


Cheerful  in  God, 
Arise  and  shine, 


While  rays  divine 
Stream  all  abroad. 


2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade  : 
His  all-resplendent  grace 
He  pours  around  thy  head. 


With  lustre  new 
Divinely  crowned. 


The  nations  round 
Thy  form  shall  view, 

3  In  honor  to  his  name, 

Reflect  that  sacred  light, 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright ; 


Pursue  his  praise, 
Till  sovereign  love 


In  worlds  above 
The  glory  raise. 


320.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Urwick's  Coll. 

Desiring  Christ's  Triumph. 

1  0  thou  Sun  of  glorious  splendor, 

Shine  with  healing  in  thy  wing ; 
Chase  away  these  shades  of  darkness ; 
Holy  light  and  comfort  bring. 

2  Let  the  heralds  of  salvation 

Round  the  world  with  joy  proclaim, 
"  Death  and  hell  are  spoiled  and  vanquished 
Through  the  great  Immanuel's  name." 

3  Take  thy  power,  almighty  Saviour ; 

Claim  the  nations  for  thine  own ; 
Reign,  thou  Lord  of  life  and  glory, 
Till  each  heart  becomes  thy  throne. 
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TRIUMPH    OF    CHRISTIANITY. 

4  Then  the  earth,  o'erspread  with  glory, 
Decked  with  heavenly  splendor  bright, 
Shall  be  made  Jehovah's  dwelling  — 
As  at  first,  the  Lord's  delight. 


321.  H.  M.  Brown. 

Millennium  Hymn. 

1  Isles  of  the  south,  awake  ! 

The  song  of  triumph  sing ; 
Let  mount,  and  hill,  and  vale, 

With  hallelujahs  ring : 
Shout,  for  the  idol 's  overthrown, 
And  Israel's  God  is  God  alone. 

2  Wild  wastes  of  Afric,  shout ! 

Your  shackled  sons  are  free ; 
No  mother  wails  her  child 

'Neath  the  banana-tree  : 
No  slave-ship  dashes  on  thy  shore ; 
The  clank  of  chains  is  heard  no  more. 

3  Shout,  vales  of  India,  shout ! 

No  funeral  fires  blaze  high ; 
No  idol  song  rings  loud, 

As  rolls  the  death-car  by : 
The  banner  of  the  cross  now  waves 
Where  Christian  heralds  made  their  graves. 

4  Shout,  hills  of  Palestine  ! 

Have  you  forgot  the  groan, 

The  spear,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 

The  wine-press  trod  alone, 

The  dying  prayer  that  rose  from  thee, 

Thou  garden  of  Gethsemane  ? 

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5  Hail,  glad,  millennial  day ! 

O,  shout,  ye  heavens  above ! 
To-day  ye  nations  sing 

The  song,  redeeming  love  : 
Redeeming  love  the  song  shall  be : 
Hail,  blessed  year  of  jubilee  ! 

322.  L.  P.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  To  Christ,  the  Son,  the  Father  spake : 
Lo,  ask  of  me,  and  I  will  make 

The  heathen  to  thy  sceptre  bend ; 
The  utmost  parts  of  all  the  earth 
Are  thine  inheritance  by  birth, 

And  wide  thine  empire  shall  extend. 

2  Now  Jesus  waves  his  sceptre  high, 
Unfurls  his  banners  in  the  sky, 

While  loud  the  gospel  trumpets  sound : 
His  enemies  with  sore  dismay, 
Retire  in  haste  and  yield  the  day, 

While  trophies  to  the  Lord  abound. 

3  Before  him  kings  and  tyrants  fall, 
Detest  their  crowns,  and  on  him  call, 

And  he  a  pardon  free  doth  give : 
The  world  in  sin  was  dead  before ; 
To  life  the  world  he  will  restore, 

And  in  him  all  the  world  shall  live. 

4  O  Lord,  thy  government  shall  be 
Extended  wide  from  sea  to  sea, 

And  long  thy  sceptre  thou  shalt  hold ; 
As  long  as  sun  or  moon  shall  shine, 
Thou  King  of  earth  shalt  reign  divine, 

The  mysteries  of  thy  grace  unfold. 

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323.  7s.  M.  Milmaw. 

Prayer  for  Mercy  in  Spiritual  Need. 

1  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray 
Strength  to  seek  a  better  way ; 
When  our  wakening  thoughts  begin 
First  to  loathe  their  cherished  sin ; 
When  our  weary  spirits  fail, 

And  our  aching  brows  are  pale ; 
When  our  tears  bedew  thy  word ; 
Then,  0  then,  have  mercy,  Lord. 

2  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  lie 
On  the  restless  bed  and  sigh, — 
Sigh  for  death,  yet  fear  it  still ; 
From  the  thought  of  former  ill ; 
When  the  dim,  advancing  gloom 
Tells  us  that  our  hour  is  come ; 
When  is  loosed  the  silver  cord ; 
Then,  O  then,  have  mercy,  Lord. 

3  Lord,  have  mercy,  when  we  know 
First  how  vain  this  world  below : 
When  its  darker  thoughts  oppress, 
Doubts  perplex,  and  fears  distress ; 
When  the  earliest  gleam  is  given 
Of  the  bright  but  distant  heaven  ; 
Then  thy  fostering  grace  afford ; 
Then,  0  then,  have  mercy,  Lord. 

334*  C.  M.  Village  Htmns. 

The  Prodi gaVs  Return. 

1  The  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes, 
From  folly  just  awake, 
Reviews  his  wanderings  with  surprise ; 
His  heart  begins  to  break. 
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2  "  1  starve,"  he  cries,  "  nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  "  With  deep  repentance  I  '11  return 

And  seek  my  Father's  face ; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 
I  '11  ask  a  servant's  place." 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, 
And  quickly  ran  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  0,  let  thy  boundless  mercy  shine 

On  my  benighted  soul, 
Correct  my  passions,  mend  my  heart, 
And  all  my  fears  control. 

325.  L.  M.  6 1.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Imploring  Forgiveness  and  Renewal  of  Heart. 

1  Forgive  us  for  thy  mercy's  sake ; 

Our  multitude  of  sins  forgive  ; 
And  for  thy  own  possession  take, 

And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live ; 
Live  in  thy  sight  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith  by  our  obedient  love. 

2  The  covenant  of  forgiveness  seal, 

And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show ; 
Our  hidden  enemies  expel, 

Ana  conquering  them  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  of  pride  arid  wrath  be  slain, 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain. 

3  0,  put  it  in  our  inward  parts 

The  living  law  of  perfect  love  : 
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Write  the  new  precept  on  our  hearts ; 

We  shall  not  then  from  thee  remove, 
Who  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 
Thy  people,  and  forever  thine. 

326.  L.  M.  Beddome. 

Inconstancy  Lamented. 

1  The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 
Are  emblems  of  the  fickle  mind ; 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud  and  wind  and  dew  and  star, 

Only  a  faint  resemblance  bear ; 
Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 
So  changeable  and  frail  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  frame 
Are  scarcely  through  an  hour  the  same : 
We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  very  vows  repeat. 

4  With  contrite  hearts,  Lord,  we  confess 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness  : 

When  shall  these  hearts  more  stable  be, 
Fixed  by  thy  grace  alone  on  thee  ? 

327.  S.  M.  Jervis. 
GooVs  Mercy  to  the  Penitent. 

1  Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice 
Which  speaks  of  life  and  peace  ; 

Which  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  balm  on  earth  like  this 
Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart; 

No  flattering  dreams  of  ear.thly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 
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3  Still  merciful  and  kind, 
Thy  mercy,  Lord,  reveal : 

The  broken  heart  thy  love  can  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  Thy  presence  shall  restore 
Peace  to  my  anxious  breast : 

Lord,  let  my  steps  be  drawn  no  more 
From  paths  which  thou  hast  blessed. 

328.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
Returning  to  God. 

1  Lord,  we  have  wandered  from  thy  way, 
Like  foolish  sheep  have  gone  astray, 
Our  pleasant  pastures  we  have  left, 
And  of  their  guard  our  souls  bereft. 

2  Exposed  to  want,  exposed  to  harm, 
Far  from  our  gentle  Shepherd's  arm; 
Nor  will  these  fata]  wanderings  cease, 
Till  thou  reveal  the  paths  of  peace. 

3  0  seek  thy  thoughtless  servants,  Lord, 
Nor  let  us  quite  forget  thy  word ; 
Our  erring  feet  do  thou  restore, 

And  keep  us  that  we  stray  no  more. 

329.  L.  M.  Steele. 
Sense  of  Sin. 

1  Jestts  demands  this  heart  of  mine, 

Demands  my  love,  my  joy,  my  care, 
But  ah,  how  dead  to  things  divine, 
How  cold  my  best  affections  are ! 

2  'T  is  sin,  alas  !   with  dreadful  power, 

Divides  my  Saviour  from  my  sight ; 
O,  for  one  .happy,  shining  hour 
Of  sacred  freedom,  sweet  delight ! 
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3  Come,  gracious  Lord  ;  thy  love  can  raise 
My  captive  powers  from  sin  and  death, 
And  fill  my  heart  and  life  with  praise, 
And  tune  my  last,  expiring  breath. 

330.  C.  M.  Breviary. 
The  True  Penitent. 

1  0  sinner  !  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer  : 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  beat  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  : 
Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  0  righteous  Judge  !  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  wThat  we  need ; 
We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 
And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

331.  L.   M.  RlCHTER. 

Translated  by  J.  We«ley. 

Devout  Penitence. 

1  My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies: 
To  thee,  her  source,  my  spirit  flies ; 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see  ; 

0  let  thy  presence  set  me  free. 

2  In  life's  short  day,  let  me  yet  more 
Of  thy  enlivening  power  implore  ; 
My  mind  must  deeper  sink  in  thee, 

My  foot  stand  firm  from  wandering  free. 

3  Take  full  possession  of  my  heart; 
The  lowly  mind  of  Christ  impart; 

1  still  will  wait,  0  Lord,  on  thee, 
Till,  in  thy  light,  the  light  I  see. 

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4  One  only  care  my  soul  should  know, 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do ; 
Oh !  deep  engrave  it  on  my  breast, 
That  I  in  thee  alone  am  blest. 

332.  CM,  C.  Wesley. 
Vain  Repentance. 

1  Times  without  number  have  I  prayed, 

"  This  only  once  forgive;" 
Eelapsing  when  thy  hand  was  stayed, 
And  suffered  me  to  live. 

2  Yet  now  the  kingdom  of  thy  peace, 

Lord,  to  my  heart  restore ; 

Forgive  my  vain  repentances, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

333.  P.  M.  Heber. 

"  There  is  Joy  in  Heaven  over  one  Sinner  that  Repenteth." 

1  There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
There  was  joy  in  heaven ! 
When  this  goodly  world  to  frame, 
The  Lord  of  light  and  mercy  came: 
Shouts  of  joy  were  heard  on  high, 

"  Glory  to  God  in  heaven  ! " 

2  There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
There  was  joy  in  heaven  ! 
When  of  love  the  midnight  beam 
Dawned  on  the  towers  of  Bethlehem ; 
And  along  the  echoing  hill 

Angels  sang — "  On  earth  good  will, 
And  glory  in  the  heaven  ! " 

3  There  is  joy  in  heaven  ! 
There  is  joy  in  heaven  ! 

When  the  sheep  that  went  astray 
Turns  again  to  virtue's  way ; 
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When  the  soul  by  grace  subdued 
Sobs  its  prayer  of  gratitude, 
Then  is  there  joy  in  heaven  ! 

334.  7s.  M.  Merrick, 

Freedom  from  Error,  Guilt  and  Folly. 

1  Blest  Instructor  !  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Save  from  error's  growth  our  mind, 
Leave  not,  Lord,  one  root  behind. 

2  Purge  us  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  within  our  heart's  disguise ; 
Let  us  thence,  by  thee  renewed, 
Each  presumptuous  sin  exclude. 

3  Let  our  tongues,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee : 
To  thine  all-observing  eyes, 

Let  our  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

4  While  we  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Instructor!  bow  thine  ear: 
God  our  strength  !  propitious  hear. 

335.  6s.  &4s.  M.  R.  Palmer. 


For  Divine  Guidance. 

1  0  God,  thy  grace  impart ! 
Revive  my  fainting  heart ; 

My  zeal  inspire  ; 
Reveal  thyself  to  me, 
And  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be, — 

A  living  fire. 

2  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

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Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

3  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
0  Father,  then  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove, 
And  bear  me  safe  above,  — 

A  ransomed  soul. 

336.  C.  P.  M.  Henry  Moore 

Pardon. 

1  Soft  are  the  fruitful  showers  that  bring 
The  welcome  promise  of  the  spring, 

And  soft  the  vernal  gale  : 
Sweet  the  wild  warblings  of  the  grove, 
The  voice  of  nature  and  of  love, 

That  gladden  every  vale. 

2  But  softer  in  the  mourner's  ear 
Sounds  the  mild  voice  of  mercy  near, 

That  whispers  sins  forgiven; 
And  sweeter  far  the  music  swells, 
When  to  the  raptured  soul  she  tells 

Of  peace  and  promised  heaven. 

3  Fair  are  the  flowers  that  deck  the  ground ; 
And  groves  and  gardens  blooming  round, 

Unnumbered  charms  unfold  : 
Bright  is  the  sun's  meridian  ray, 
And  bright  the  beams  of  setting  day, 

That  robe  the  clouds  in  gold. 

4  But  far  more  fair  the  pious  breast, 
In  richer  robes  of  goodness  dressed, 

Where  heaven's  own  graces  shine ; 
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And  brighter  far  the  prospects  rise, 
That  burst  on  faith's  delighted  eyes, 
From  glories  all  divine. 

337.  L.  ML  Cowper. 

Peace  after  a  Storm. 

1  When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 

And  smiling  day  once  more  appears, 
Then,  my  Creator  !  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  0 !  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught, 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn, — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  God!  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 

338.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Cotterill. 
For  a  Life  devoted  to  God's  Glory. 

1  O  thou,  who  hast  at  thy  command 
The  hearts  of  all  men  in  thy  hand  ! 
Our  wayward,  erring  hearts  incline 
To  have  no  other  will  but  thine. 
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2  Our  wishes,  our  desires,  control ; 
Mould  every  purpose  of  the  soul ; 
O'er  all  may  we  victorious  be 

That  stands  between  ourselves  and  thee. 

3  Thrice  blest  will  all  our  blessings  be, 
When  we  can  look  through  them  to  thee ; 
When  each  glad  heart  its  tribute  pays 
Of  love,  and  gratitude,  and  praise. 

4  And  while  we  to  thy  glory  live, 
May  we  to  thee  all  glory  give, 
Until  the  final  summons  come, 
That  calls  thy  willing  servants  home. 


CHRISTIAN  CHARACTER  AND  LIFE. 

339.  L.  M.  Watts. 

"  Ye  shall  know  them  by  their  Fruits." 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess : 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour,  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride, 
While  justice,  temperance,  truth  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Keligion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

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340.  C.   M.  GlSBORNE. 

The  Christian's  Life  and  his  Hop*. 

1  A  soldier's  course,  from  battles  won 

To  new-commencing  strife ; 

A  pilgrim's,  restless  as  the  sun  — 

Behold  the  Christian's  life  ! 

2  0  !  let  us  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

Revealed  in  sacred  lore  ; 
The  land  whence  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  soldiers  war  no  more  ; 

3  Where  grief  shall  never  wound,  nor  death, 

Beneath  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Nor  sin,  with  pestilential  breath, 
His  holy  realm  profane  ; 

4  The  land  where,  suns  and  moons  unknown, 

And  night's  alternate  sway, 
Jehovah's  ever-burning  throne 
Upholds  unbroken  day ; 

5  Where  they  who  meet  shall  never  part ; 

Where  grace  achieves  its  plan ; 
And  God,  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 

341.  L.  M.  E.  Taylor. 
11  Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  GodP 

1  "  Thus  shalt  thou  love  the  Almighty  Lord, 

With  all  thy  heart,  and  soul,  and  mind  :" 
So  speaks  to  man  that  sacred  word, 
For  counsel  and  reproof  designed. 

2  "  With  all  thy  heart ;"  no  idol  thing, 

Though  close  around  the  heart  it  twine, 
Its  interposing  shade  must  fling, 
To  darken  that  pure  love  of  thine. 
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3  "  With  all  thy  mind  ;"  each  varied  power, 

Creative  fancy,  musings  high, 
And  thoughts  that  glance  behind,  before, 
These  must  religion  sanctify. 

4  "  With  soul  and  strength ;"  thy  days  of  ease, 

While  vigor  nerves  each  youthful  limb, 
And  hope  and  joy,  and  health  and  peace, 
All  must  be  freely  brought  to  him. 


343.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 

Do  all  their  days  with  God  begin, 

And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction- brought. 

4  When  to  laborious  duties  called, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We  '11  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

5  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these, 

Let  all  our  days  be  past ; 
Nor  shall  we  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  we  fear,  the  last. 
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343.  S.  M.  Heath. 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer  inculcated. 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 

The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray ; 
The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 

Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down : 

Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 
Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 

He  '11  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 

344.  L.  M.  Watts. 
The  Beatitudes. 

1  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

3  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  power  of  sin  ; 
With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 

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4  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

5  Blest  are  the  sufferers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord ; 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

345.  L.  M.  Rippon's  Coll 
Patience. 

1  Patience,  O,  'tis  a  grace  divine, 

Sent  from  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
That  leans  upon  our  Father's  arm, 
As  through  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 

2  By  patience,  we  serenely  bear 

The  troubles  of  our  mortal  state, 
And  wait,  contented,  our  discharge, 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 

3  0,  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 

And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast, 
Till,  life's  tumultuous  voyage  o'er, 
We  reach  the  shores  of  endless  rest. 

4  Faith  into  vision  shall  resign, 

Hope  shall  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  patience  in  possession  end, 

In  the  bright  worlds  of  bliss  on  high. 

346.  7s.  M.  Merrick. 
"Who  shall  abide  in  thy  tabernacle?"     Ps.  15. 

1  Who  shall  towards  thy  chosen  seat 
Turn,  0  Lord,  his  favored  feet  ? 
Who  shall  at  thine  altar  bend  ? 
Who  shall  Zion's  hill  ascend  ? 
Who,  great  God,  a  welcome  guest, 
On  thy  holy  mountain  rest  ? 
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2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed ; 
He  whose  will,  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He  whose  word  and  thought  are  one  ; 
Who,  from  sin's  contagion  free, 
Lifts  his  willing  soul  to  thee. 

3  He  who  thus,  with  heart  unstained, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained, 
He  shall  towards  thy  chosen  seat 
Turn,  0  Lord,  his  favored  feet ; 
He  thy  ceaseless  care  shall  prove, 
He  shall  share  thy  constant  love. 

JM7.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brad* 

The  Same. 

1  Lord,  who 's  the  happy  man,  that  may 

To  thy  blest  courts  repair, 
Not,  stranger-like,  to  visit  them, 
But  to  inhabit  there  ? 

2  'T  is  he  whose  every  thought  and  deed 

By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
Whose  generous  tongue  disdains  to  speak 
The  thing  his  heart  disproves  ; 

3  Who  nei  er  did  a  slander  forge, 

His  neighbor's  fame  to  wound; 
Nor  hearken  to  a  false  report, 
By  malice  whispered  round  ; 

4  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trust 

Has  ever  firmly  stood ; 
And  though  he  promise  to  his  loss, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

5  The  man  who  by  this  steady  course 

Has  happiness  ensured, 
When  earth's  foundations  shake,  shall  stand 
By  Providence  secured. 
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3418.  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

"  Blessed  are  the  Meek." 

1  "  Blest  are  the  meek,"  he  said, 
Whose  doctrine  is  divine  ; 

The  humble-minded  earth  possess, 
And  bright  in  heaven  will  shine. 

2  While  here  on  earth  they  stay, 
Calm  peace  with  them  shall  dwell, 

And  cheerful  hope  and  heavenly  joy 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs  ; 
They  own  his  gracious  sway ; 

And  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him, 
His  sovereign  laws  obey. 

4  O  gracious  Father,  grant, 
That  we  this  influence  feel, 

That  all  we  hope,  or  wish,  may  be 
Subjected  to  thy  will. 

349.  L.  M.  Scott. 

The  Blessing  of  Meekness. 

1  Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  o.n  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade ; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  Almighty  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild, 

Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess ; 
Eepel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 
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330.  C.   M.  31.  W.Hale. 

The  Pure  Heart. 

1  Whatever  dims  thy  sense  of  truth, 

Or  stains  thy  purity, 
Though  light  as  breath  of  summer  air, 
Count  it  as  sin  to  thee. 

2  Preserve  the  tablet  of  thy  thoughts 

From  every  blemish  free, 
"While  the  Redeemer's  lowly  faith 
Its  temple  makes  with  thee. 

3  And  pray  of  God,  that  grace  be  given 

To  tread  time's  narrow  way  :  — 
How  dark  soever  it  may  be, 
It  leads  to  cloudless  day. 

351.  S.  II.  Keble. 

"Blessed  are  the  Pure  in  Heart" 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart 
For  they  shall  see  our  God  ; 

The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs, 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 
He  doth  himself  impart, 

And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

352.  C.  Al.  Watts. 

Prudence. 

1  O,  't  is  a  lovely  thin^  to  see 
A  man  of  prudent  heart, 
Whose  thoughts  and  lips  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 

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2  When  envy,  strife,  and  wars  begin, 

In  fierce,  contentious  souls, 
Mark  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in, 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 

3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild,  and  meek, 

Nor  let  their  anger  rise  ; 
Nor  passion  moves  their  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4  Their  lives  are  prudence  mixed  with  love  ; 

Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 
They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 


3t>3«  L.  M.  61.  Montgomery 

Humility. 

1  The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 

Builds  on  the  ground  her  lowly  nest ; 
And  she  that  doth  most  sweetly  sing 

Sings  in  the  shade  when  all  things  rest :  — 
In  lark  and  nightingale  we  see 
What  honor  hath  humility. 

2  When  Mary  chose  the  better  part, 

She  meekly  sat  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
And  Lydia's  gently  opened  heart 

Was  made  for  God's  own  temple  meet :  — 
Fairest  and  best  adorned  is  she 
Whose  clothing  is  humility. 

3  The  saint  that  wears  heaven's  brightest  crown 

In  deepest  adoration  bends ; 
The  weight  of  glory  bows  him  down 

Then  most  when  most  his  soul  ascends  :  — 
Nearest  the  throne  itself  must  be 
The  footstool  of  humility. 
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354.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Humility  and  Submission. 

1  Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

355.  L.  M.  Watts 

Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbor. 

1  Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 

"  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 

2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbor  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 

Measure  and  rule  thy  Jove  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke  ; 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law  's  fulfilled  by  love. 

4  But,  0,  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 
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356.  S.  M.  L.  H.  SlGOUKNEY. 

Active  Piety. 

1  Servants  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 

The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 
Where  mourning  hearts  deplore ; 

And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  lore. 

3  Urge,  with  a  tender  zeal, 
The  erring  child  along, 

"Where  peaceful  congregations  kneel, 
And  pious  teachers  throng. 

4  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 
With  prayer,  your  constant  guest, 

And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast. 

5  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth, 
That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 

And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 

357.  L.  M.  Steele. 
Example  of  the  Saviour. 

1  And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 

So  let  our  conversation  be  ; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  ! 
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3  0,  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 

How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  his  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love ; 
If,  then,  we  love  our  Saviour's  name 
Thus  let  us  our  relation  prove. 

3o8.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

"  Again,  I  say  —  Watch  !  n 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
Each  in  his  office  wait, 

Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 
And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 

Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch,  —  't  is  your  Lord's  command ; 
And  while  we  speak,  he  's  near ; 

Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O,  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

3S0«  S.  M.  Bulfinch. 

Tlie  Use  of  Present  Opportunities. 

1     Children  of  light,  awake, 
At  Jesus'  call  arise, 
Forth  with  your  leader  to  partake 
His  toils,  his  victories. 


CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE* 

I     Ye  must  not  idly  stand, 

His  sacred  voice  who  hear ; 
Arm  for  the  strife  the  feeble  hand, 
The  holy  standard,  rear. 

3     Nought  doth  the  world  afford, 
But  toil  must  be  the  price  : 

Wilt  thou  not,  servant  of  the  Lord, 
Then  toil  for  paradise  ? 

i     Awake,  ye  sons  of  light, 

Strive  till  the  prize  be  won ; 
Far  spent  already  is  the  night ; 
The  day  comes  brightening  on. 


360.  C.  M.  H.K.White. 

The  Christian's  Contest,  Rest,  and  Hope. 

1  Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  way,. 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 

The  soldiers  of  an  injured  King 

Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  Their  service  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  their  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  their  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

3  Yet  not  thus  lifeless  in  the  grave 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  ; 

O'er  nature's  ruins  it  shall  rise> 

To  reach  its  kindred  sky. 

4  Then  heaven's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays ; 
And  the  long  silent  dust  shall  wake 
In  strains  of  endless  praise. 
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361.  C  M.  Anonymous. 
The  whole  Armor. 

1  0,  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 

And  to  thy  armor  cling  ; 
With  girded  loins  the  call  obey 
That  grace  and  mercy  bring. 

2  There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought, 

An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 
A  victory  to  be  won. 

3  0,  faint  not,  Christian,  for  thy  sighs 

Are  heard  before  His  throne ; 
The  race  must  come  before  the  prize, 
The  cross  before  the  crown. 

362.  •  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Christian  Warrior. 

1  The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 

In  the  whole  armor  of  his  God ; 
The  spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand ; 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod. 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 

Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head; 
With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

3  With  this  omnipotence  he  moves; 

From  this  the  alien  armies  flee ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 

Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 

Sin,  death  and  hell  he  tramples  down, — 
Fights  the  good  fight ;  and  takes  at  length, 
Through  mercv,  an  immortal  crown. 
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363.  L.  M.  G.  Rogers 

Religion. 

1  Religion  !  in  its  blessed  ray 

All  thought  of  hopeless  sorrow  flies, 
Despair  and  anguish  melt  away 

Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 
How  dark  our  sinful  world  would  be  — 

A  nowerless  desert,  dry  and  drear ! 
Did  not  this  light,  O  God,  from  thee 

Its  gloom  dispel,  its  aspect  cheer. 

2  Oh  !  by  it  many  a  heart  is  soothed, 

Which  else  would  be  with  sorrow  crushed, 
And  many  a  dying  pillow  smoothed, 

And  sob  of  parting  anguish  hushed. 
Across  the  troubled  sky  of  time 

It  doth  the  bow  of  promise  bend, 
A  symbol  of  that  cloudless  clime 

That  waits  the  soul  when  time  shall  end. 

3  Religion  !  may  its  holy  light 

Our  footsteps  guide  to  paths  of  peace  ! 
Our  solace  in  deep  sorrow's  night, 

Our  stay  as  mortal  powers  decrease. 
With  this  our  guide,  we  care  not  when 

Death's  signal  to  depart  is  given ; 
Its  word  shall  bring  our  spirits  then 

The  calm  and  holy  peace  of  heaven. 

364.  L.   M.  Watts. 

The  Humble  and  Pure  Accepted. 

1  Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One : 
"  I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  my  own  eternity. 
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2  "  But  I  descend  to  worlds  below ; 
On  earth  I  have  a  mansion  too ; 
The  humble  spirit,  and  contrite, 
Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  "  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive  ; 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live  ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

4  "  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
Immortal  wealth  and  heavenly  gain ; 
Eternal  life  is  his  reward, 

Life,  and  the  favor  of  the  Lord." 


365.  7s.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 

A  Call  to  Prayer. 

1  They  who  seek  the  throne  of  grace 
Find  that  throne  in  every  place ; 

If  we  love  a  life  of  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

2  In  our  sickness,  in  our  health ; 
In  our  want  or  in  our  wealth, 
If  we  look  to  God  in  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

3  When  our  earthly  comforts  fail, 
When  the  woes  of  life  prevail, 
'T  is  the  time  for  earnest  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

4  Then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  thy  Father,  come  and  wait ; 
He  will  answer  every  prayer, 
God  is  present  everywhere. 

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366.  CM.  Anonymous. 

Secret  Prayer, 

1  Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ! 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires ; 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze; 
And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still,  small  voice, 

Unheard  by  human  ear, 
When  God  has  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there  ; 
But  Christian  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

367*  L.   M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

The  Warfare  of  the  Soul. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ! 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array  a  numerous  host; 
Awake,  my  soul  !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

3  Come  then,  my  sou] !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  ; 
Put  on  the  armor  from  above, 

Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 
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4  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth  and  powers  of  hell ; 
The  man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here;  — 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

368*  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye  ;  — 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs*  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

369.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Christian  Courage  and  Self-denial, 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 
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3  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 
1  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

4  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  're  slain : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  soon  with  Christ  shall  reign. 

5  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

370.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls,  away,  our  fears ; 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone; 
Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

That  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

3  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply, 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 

Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

4  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidst  the  heavenly  road. 
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371.  CM.  Montgomery 
What  is  Prayer  ? 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try, 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
The  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry  "  Behold,  he  prays  ! " 

372.  7s.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 
u  I  will  that  men  pray  everywhere" 

1  Child,  amidst  the  flowers  at  play, 
While  the  red  light  fades  away  ; 
Mother,  with  thine  earnest  eye 
Ever  following  silently ; 
Father,  by  the  breeze  of  eve 
Called  thy  daily  work  to  leave ; 
Pray !  ere  yet  the  dark  hours  be, 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee  ! 
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2  Traveller,  in  the  stranger's  land, 
Far  from  thine  own  household  band ; 
Mourner,  haunted  by  the  tone 
Of  a  voice  from  this  world  gone ; 
Captive,  in  whose  narrow  cell 
Sunshine  hath  not  leave  to  dwell ; 
Sailor,  on  the  darkening  sea — 
Lift  the  heart  and  bend  the  knee ! 


373.  7s.  &  6s.  M.     Edin.  Lit.  Review. 

Pray  without  ceasing, 

1  Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Cast  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  't  is  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 
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4  0,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare, — 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer : 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Eemember,  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love  who  gave  thee  all. 

374.  L.   M.  Watts. 

"We  walk  by  faith,  not  by  sight." 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  flies, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray ; 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  wTay. 

4  So  Abraham,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  alon£  the  road. 


375.  C.  M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

The  Power  of  Faith. 

1   Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  saves  us  from  its  snares ; 
lis  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 
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2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm,  to  give ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign, 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

4  On  that  bright  prospect  may  we  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies ; 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

37G*  S.  H.  M.      Christian  Watchman 

Excellence  of  Faith. 

1  Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop 
Whereon  his  sorrows  lean  ; 

It  is  the  substance  of  his  hope, 
His  proof  of  things  unseen  ; 
It  is  the  anchor  of  his  soul 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roll. 

2  Faith  is  the  polar  star 

That  guides  the  Christian's  way, 
Directs  his  wanderings  from  afar 

To  realms  of  endless  day  ; 
It  points  the  course  where'er  he  roam, 
And  safely  leads  the  pilgrim  home. 

3  Faith  is  the  rainbow's  form, 
Hung  on  the  brow  of  heaven, 

The  glory  of  the  passing  storm, 
The  pledge  of  mercy  given ; 
It  is  the  bright,  triumphal  arch, 
Through  which  the  saints  to  glory  march. 
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377.  C.  M.  Bath  Coll. 
Prayer  for  Strong  Faith. 

1  0,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  !  — 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 

Will  lean  upon  its  God  ;  — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without ; 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt ;  — 

4  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We  '11  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

378.  C.  M.  SlDNET. 

Hope. 

1  Borne  o'er  the  ocean's  stormy  wave, 

The  beacon's  light  appears, 
When  yawns  the  seaman's  watery  grave, 
And  his  lone  bosom  cheers. 

2  Then,  should  the  raging  ocean  foam, 

His  heart  shall  dauntless  prove, 
To  reach,  secure,  his  cherished  home, 
The  haven  of  his  love. 

3  So,  when  the  soul  is  wrapt  in  gloom, 

To  worldly  grief  a  prey, 
Thy  beams,  blest  Hope,  beyond  the  tomD, 
Illume  the  pilgrim's  way. 
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4  They  point  to  that  serene  abode 
Where  holy  faith  shall  rest, 
Protected  by  the  sufferer's  God, 
And  be  forever  blest. 

379.  7s.  M.  Cennick. 
The  Christian  rejoicing  in  Hope. 

1  Children  of  the  Heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing ; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  blest ; 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Ready,  leaving  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

380.  C.  M.  H.  H.  Hawley. 

The  Hope,  the  Star,  the  Voice. 

1  There  is  a  hope,  a  blessed  hope, 

More  precious  and  more  bright 
Than  all  the  joyless  mockery 
The  world  esteems  delight. 

2  There  is  a  star,  a  lovely  star, 

That  lights  the  darkest  gloom, 
And  sheds  a  peaceful  radiance  o'er 
The  prospects  of  the  tomb. 

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3  There  is  a  voice,  a  cheering  voice, 

That  lifts  the  soul  above, 
Dispels  the  painful,  anxious  doubt, 
And  whispers,  "  God  is  love." 

4  That  voice,  aloud  from  Calvary's  height, 

Proclaims  the  soul  forgiven  ; 
That  star  is  revelation's  light ; 
That  hope,  the  hope  of  heaven. 


381.  C.  M.  Drennan. 

Law  of  Love. 

1  All  nature  feels  attractive  power, 

A  strong,  embracing  force  ; 
The  drops  that  sparkle  in  the  shower, 
The  planets  in  their  course. 

2  Thus,  in  the  universe  of  mind, 

Is  felt  the  law  of  love  ; 
The  charity  both  strong  and  kind, 
For  all  that  live  and  move. 

3  In  this  fine  sympathetic  chain 

All  creatures  bear  a  part ; 
Their  every  pleasure,  every  pain, 
Linked  to  the  feeling  heart. 

4  More  perfect  bond,  the  Christian  plan 

Attaches  soul  to  soul ; 
Our  neighbor  is  the  suffering  man, 
Though  at  the  farthest  pole. 

5  To  earth  below,  from  heaven  above, 

The  faith  in  Christ  professed, 
More  clearly  shows  that  God  is  love, 
And  whom  he  loves  is  blessed. 
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382.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
The  Same, 

1  O,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 

2  Where'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

3  O,  be  the  law  of  love  fulfilled 

In  every  act  and  thought, 
Each  angry  passion  far  removed, 
Each  selfish  view  forgot ! 

4  Be  thou,  my  heart,  dilated  wide 

With  this  kind,  social  grace, 
And,  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love, 
All  earth  and  heaven  embrace. 

383.  C.  M.  Watts 

Love  to  God, 

1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge  —  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease ; 
'T  is  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  realms  of  endless  peace. 

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4  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  gracious  God. 

384.  L.  M.  Bkowne. 

Love  to  all  Mankind. 

1  0  God,  my  Father,  and  my  King, 
Of  all  I  have,  or  hope,  the  spring ! 
Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  heavenly  love. 

2  May  I  from  every  act  abstain, 
That  hurts  or  gives  another  pain : 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part, 
Whene'er  I  meet  a  wounded  heart. 

3  And  let  my  neighbor's  prosperous  state 
A  mutual  joy  in  me  create  ; 

His  virtuous  triumph  let  me  join ; 
His  peace  and  happiness  be  mine. 

4  And  though  my  neighbor's  hate  1  prove, 
Still  let  me  vanquish  hate  with  love ; 
And  every  secret  wish  suppress, 

That  would  abridge  his  happiness. 

5  Let  love  through  all  my  conduct  shine, 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine  ! 
Thus  let  me  his  disciple  prove, 

Who  came  to  manifest  thy  love. 

385.  C.  M.  Roscoe. 

The  Tivo  Commandments. 

1  This  is  the  first  and  great  command  — 
To  love  thy  God  above ; 
And  this  the  second  —  as  thyself 
Thy  neighbor  thou  shalt  love. 
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2  Who  is  my  neighbor  ?     He  who  wants 
The  help  which  thou  canst  give ; 
And  both  the  law  and  prophets  say, 
This  do,  and  thou  shalt  live. 

386.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Chrisfs  Love  to  Enemies  our  Example. 

1  God  of  our  mercy  and  our  praise, 

Thy  glory  is  our  song ; 
"We  11  speak  the  honors  of  thy  grace 
With  a  rejoicing  tongue. 

2  When  Christ  among  the  sons  of  men 

In  humble  form  was  found, 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  compassed  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  moved, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursued ; 
They  rendered  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  raged  without  a  cause ; 

Yet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  prayed  for  murderers  on  his  cross, 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 

5  0,  may  his  conduct,  all  divine, 

To  us  a  model  prove  : 
Like  his,  0  God,  our  hearts  incline 
Our  enemies  to  love. 

S87«  C.  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Faith,  Hope  and  Charity. 

1  Faith,  hope,  and  love,  now  dwell  on  earth, 
And  earth  by  them  is  blest ; 
But  faith  and  hope  must  yield  to  love, 
Of  all  the  graces  best. 
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CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE. 

2  Hope  shall  to  full  fruition  rise, 
And  faith  be  sight  above  ; 
These  are  the  means,  but  this  the  end, 
For  saints  forever  love. 

388.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 
The  Christian  Graces. 

1  Faith,  hope,  and  charity,  these  three, 
Yet  is  the  greatest  charity  ; 

Father  of  lights,  these  gifts  impart 
To  mine  and  every  human  heart. 

2  Faith,  that  in  prayer  can  never  fail, 
Hope,  that  o'er  doubting  must  prevail, 
And  charity,  whose  name  above 

Is  God's  own  name,  for  God  is  love. 

3  The  morning  star  is  lost  in  light, 
Faith  vanishes  at  perfect  sight, 
The  rainbow  passes  with  the  storm 
And  hope  with  sorrow's  fading  form. 

4  But  charity,  serene,  sublime, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  and  time, 
Like  the  blue  sky's  all-bounding  space, 
Holds  heaven  and  earth  in  its  embrace. 

389.  C.  M.  Watts 

A  Living  and  a  Dead  Faith. 

1  Mistaken  souls  !  that  dream  of  heaven, 

And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  nights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ  the  living  head. 
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CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE. 

3  'T  is  faith  that  purines  the  heart ; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  power, 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

390.  L.  M.  Scott. 
"  Two  men  went  up  into  the  temple  to  pray." 

1  The  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee, 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned, 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields. 

3  Love  God  and  man  —  this  great  command, 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand  ; 

This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
And  this  thy  Well-Beloved  preach. 

391.  H.  M.  Montgomery. 
Brotherly  Love.     Ps.  133. 

1  How  beautiful  the  sight 

Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  lo  unite, 

And  bonds  of  charity ! 
'T  is  like  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'T  is  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cups  of  Hermon's  flowers  ; 
Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers  ; 
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When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 

3  For  there  the  Lord  commands 
Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands, 
Yea,  life  for  evermore. 

Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above 

To  spend  eternity  in  love  ! 

392.  7s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Tli e  Harmony  of  Love. 

1  Lord  !  subdue  our  selfish  will ; 

Each  to  each  our  tempers  suit, 
By  thy  modulating  skill, 

Heart  to  heart,  as  lute  to  lute. 

2  Sweetly  on  our  spirits  move  ; 

Gently  touch  the  trembling  strings : 
Make  the  harmony  of  love, 
Music  for  the  King  of  kings  ! 

393.  S.  M.  Watts. 

The  Bond  of  Peace. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 

Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

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394.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
"  The  unity  of  the  spirit  in  the  bond  of  peace" 

1  The  glorious  universe  around, 

The  heavens  with  all  their  train, 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars,  are  firmly  bound 
In  one  mysterious  chain. 

2  The  earth,  the  ocean,  and  the  sky, 

To  form  one  world  agree, 
Where  all  that  walk,  or  swim,  or  fly, 
Compose  one  family. 

3  In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

4  Here  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song ; 
There,  through  one  bright,  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

395.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Church  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven,  One. 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  : 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love, 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  swelling  stream  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, — 

To  his  command  we  bow ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

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4  0  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide  ! 
And  when  the  word  is  given, 
Sustain  us  o'er  the  fearful  tide, 
And  bring  us  safe  to  heaven. 

396.  S.  M.  Beddome. 

Christian  Unity. 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 
Let  mutual  love  be  found ; 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
"With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  envy  and  ill-will 

Be  banished  far  away ; 
Those  should  in  holy  friendship  dwell, 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Kesemble  that  above  ; 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  always  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

307.  L.  M.  Barbauld. 

Ch  r is tiau  Fri l n  dsh  ip . 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
"Whose  hearts,  and  faith,  and  hopes  are  one ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin ! 


CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE. 

3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  now 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  shall  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  : 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell, 
There  's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 


398*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Charitable  Judgment. 

1  Omniscient  God,  't  is  thine  to  know 

The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow; 
To  judge  from  principles  within, 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read, 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Revering  thy  command  alone, 
We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

3  If  wrong,  forgive  ;  accept,  if  right, 
Whilst  faithful,  we  obey  our  light, 
And  judging  none,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 

4  When  shall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people,  fashioned  in  thy  mould? 
And  charity  our  kindred  prove 
Derived  from  thee,  0  God  of  love  ? 

399.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Same. 

1  Not  different  food,  nor  different  dress, 
Compose  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord; 
But  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  word. 


CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE. 

2  When  weaker  Christians  we  despise, 

We  do  the  gospel  mighty  wrong ; 
For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wise, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  strong. 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banished  hence, 

Meekness  and  love  our  souls  pursue, 
Nor  shall  our  practice  give  offence 
To  saints,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew. 

400.  S.  M.  Scott. 

Private  Judgment  and  Accountability. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye ; 

But  sacred  truths  tke  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  With  understanding  blest, 
Created  to  be  free, 

Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

3  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need ; 
With  soundest  knowledge  fill ; 

From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

4  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 
May  we  with  firmness  own ; 

Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

401.  C.   M.  NEWTOlf. 

True  Zeal. 

1  Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
Whilst  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 
Is  self  but  in  disguise. 


CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  know$  the  worth  of  peace ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Zeal  has  attained  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfied, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name, — 
Nor  seeks  it  aught  beside. 

5  This  idol  self,  0  Lord,  dethrone, 

And  from  our'hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

402.  C.  M.  Needham. 

Moderation. 

1  Happy  the  man  whose  cautious  steps 

Still  keep  the  golden  mean ; 
Whose  life  by  wisdom's  rules  well  formed, 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  To  sect  or  party  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confined ; 
The  good  he  loves  of  every  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

3  His  business  is  to  keep  his  heart ; 

Each  passion  to  control ; 

Nobly  ambitious  well  to  rule 

The  empire  of  his  soul. 

4  Not  on  the  world  his  heart  is  set, 

His  treasure  is  above ; 
Nothing  beneath  the  sovereign  good 
Can  claim  his  highest  love. 
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403.  L.   M.  SirH.  Wotton. 

The  Independent  and  Happy  Man. 

1  How  happy  is  he  born  or  taught, 

Who  serveth  not  another's  will ; 
Whose  armor  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  lfighest  skill ; 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are ; 

Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death ; 
Not  tied  unto  the  world  writh  care     ~ 
Of  prince's  ear  or  vulgar  breath ; 

3  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray 

More  of  his  grace  than  goods  to  lend, 
And  walks  with  man  from  day  to  day, 
As  with  a  brother  and  a  friend. 

4  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 

Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
And  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 

404.  C.  M.  Logan. 
Wisdom. 

1  0  happv  is  the  man,  who  hears 

Instruction's  warning  voice ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  Her  treasures  are  of  more  esteem 

Than  east  or  wrest  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  days  ; 
Riches  with  splendid  honors  joined, 
Her  left  hand  full  displays. 
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4  She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

405«  C.  M.  Campbell's  Coll. 

"  They  shall  walk  and,  not  faint." 

1  Mere  human  power  shall  fast  decay, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease  ; 
But  they  wTho  wait  upon  the  Lord 
In  strength  shall  still  increase. 

2  They  with  unwearied  feet  shall  tread 

The  path  of  life  divine, 
With  growing  ardor  onward  move, 
With  growing  brightness  shine. 

3  On  eagles'  wings  they  mount,  they  soar ; 

Their  wings  are  faith  and  love  ; 
Till,  past  the  cloudy  regions  here, 
They  rise  to  heaven  above. 

406.  C.  M.  Watts 

Hidden  Life  of  the  Christian, 

1  0  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high, 

While  men  lie  grovelling  here ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 
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3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees ; 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and*time  ; 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honors  here ; 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ,  his  life,  appear. 

407.  8s.  M.  C.  Worn. 

"  That  they  also  may  be  one  in  us" 

1  Lord,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  the  church  below ! 
Steadfast  may  we  cleave  to  thee ; 
Love  the  mystic  union  be. 

Join  our  faithful  spirits,  join 
Each  to  each,  and  all  to  thine  : 
Lead  us  through  the  paths  of  peace, 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 

2  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touched  with  softest  sympathy  : 
There  is  neither  bond  nor  free, 
Great  nor  servile.  Lord,  in  thee ; 
Love,  like  death,  hath  all  destroyed, 
Rendered  all  distinctions  void ! 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall : 
Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  in  all ! 

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408.  S.  M.  Steele. 
Religion  a  Support  in  Life. 

1  Religion  can  assuage 
The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 

And  every  fear  shall  lose  its  rage 
At  her  divine  control. 

2  Through  life's  bewildered  way, 
Her  hand  unerring  leads  ; 

And  o'er  the  path  her  heavenly  ray 
A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 

3  When  reason,  tired  and  blind, 
Sinks  helpless  and  afraid, 

Thou  blest  supporter  of  the  mind, 
How  powerful  is  thine  aid  ! 

4  O,  let  us  feel  thy  power, 
And  find  thy  sweet  relief, 

To  brighten  every  gloomy  hour 
And  soften  every  grief. 

409.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 
The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  How  blest  is  he,  who  ne'er  consents 

By  ill  advice  to  walk ; 
Nor  stands  in  sinners'  ways,  nor  sits 
Where  men  profanely  talk : 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  business  and  delight ; 
Devoutly  reads  therein  by  day, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  some  fair  tree,  which,  fed  by  streams, 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend, 
He  still  shall  flourish,  and  success 
All  his  designs  attend. 

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4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts, 

No  lasting  root  shall  find ; 

Untimely  blasted,  and  dispersed 

Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

410.  C.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 
The  Influence  of  Habitual  Piety. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord ! 

His  well  established  mind, 

In  every  varying  scene  of  life, 

Shall  true  composure  find. 

2  Oft  through  the  deep  and  stormy  sea 

The  heavenly  footsteps  lie  ; 
But  on  a  glorious  world  beyond 
His  faith  can  fix  its  eye. 

3  Though  dark  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell, 
Yet  hope  can  whisper  to  his  soul, 
That  all  shall  issue  well. 

4  Full  in  the  presence  of  his  God, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes  ; 
And,  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 

411.  C.  M.  Proud 

The  Happiness  of  a  Christian. 

1  When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 

And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life  subdued  by  grace, 
And  all  the  soul  refined  : 

2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  green, 

Where  thorns  and  briers  grew ; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen, 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 
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3  0  happy  Christian,  richly  blessed  ! 

What  floods  of  pleasure  roll ! 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confessed, 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

4  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  : 

His  Maker  is  his  friend  ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ, 
And  happiness  his  end. 

412.  7s.  &  8s.  M.  Bowring. 

"  He  that  walketh  uprightly,  walketh  surely." 

1  He  who  walks  in  virtue's  way, 

Firm  and  fearless,  walketh  surely ; 
Diligent,  while  yet  't  is  day, 

On  he  speeds,  and  speeds  securely. 

2  Flowers  of  peace  beneath  him  grow, 

Suns  of  pleasure  brighten  o'er  him ; 
Memory's  joys  behind  him  go, 

Hope's  sweet  angels  fly  before  him. 

3  Thus  he  moves  from  stage  to  stage, 

Smiles  of  earth  and  heaven  attending ; 
Softly  sinking  down  in  age, 

And  at  last  to  death  descending. 

4  Cradled  in  its  quiet  deep, 

Calm  as  summer's  loveliest  even, 
He  shall  sleep  the  hallowed  sleep; 
Sleep  that  is  o'erwatched  by  Heaven. 

413.  C.  M.  Burns. 

The  Happiness  of  the  Righteous. 

1  The  man,  in  life  wherever  placed, 
Hath  happiness  in  store, 
Who  walks  not  in  the  wicked's  way, 
Nor  learns  their  guilty  lore  : 

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CHRISTIAN    CHARACTER    AND    LIFE, 

2  Nor  from  the  seat  of  scornful  pride 

Casts  forth  his  eyes  abroad, 
But  with  humility  and  awe, 
Still  walks  before  his  God. 

3  That  man  shall  nourish  like  the  trees 

Which  by  the  streamlets  grow ; 
The  fruitful  top  is  spread  on  high, 
And  firm  the  root  below. 

4  But  he  whose  blossom' buds  in  guilt 

Shall  to  the  ground  be  cast, 
And,  like  the  rootless  stubble,  tossed 
Before  the  sweeping  blast. 


414.  L.  M.  Keble. 

w  Not  that  thou  wouldst  take  them  out  of  the  world,  but  keep 
them  from  its  evil?'1 

1  Sweet  is  the  bliss  of  souls  serene, 

When  they  have  sworn  and  steadfast  mean, 
Counting  the  cost,  in  all  t'  espy 
Their  God,  in  all  themselves  deny. 

2  0  could  we  learn  that  sacrifice, 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise  ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk, 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk  ! 

3  We  need  not  bid,  for  cloistered  cell, 
Our  neighbor  and  our  work  farewell, 
Nor  strive  to  wind  ourselves  too  high 
For  sinful  man  beneath  the  sky : 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask ; 
Room  to  deny  ourselves ;  a  road 
To  bring  us,  daily,  nearer  God. 

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415.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Cowper. 

Joy  and  Peace  in  Believing. 

1  Sometimes  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings  : 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 

With  healing  in  his  wings  : 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
"  E'en  let  the  unknown  morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may." 

3  It  can  "bring  with  it  nothing, 

But  he  will  bear  us  through  : 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too : 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine,  nor  fig  tree  neither, 

Its  wonted  fruit  should  bear ; 
Though  all  the  field  should  wither, 

Nor  flocks,  nor  herds  be  there  : 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice ; 
For  while  in  him  confiding, 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 
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116.  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

For  a  Right  Spirit. 

1  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will, 

That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 

A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain 

The  consecrated  cross. 

2  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 

A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

3  I  want  a  true  regard, 
A  single,  steady  aim, 

Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 
To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  zealous,  just  concern 
For  thine  immortal  praise ; 

A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 
And  glorify  thy  grace. 

417.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 

1     Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
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2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banished  from  the  place ! 

Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 

Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

I     The  hill  of  Sion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

>     Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We  're  maching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


418.  S.  M.  Miss  Fletcher 

Where  is  Heaven  ? 

1  Our  heaven  is  everywhere, 
If  we  but  love  the  Lord , 

Unswerving  tread  the  narrow  way, 
And  ever  shun  the  broad. 

2  'T  is  where  the  trusting  heart 
Bows  meekly  to  its  grief, 

Still  looking  up  with  earnest  faith 
For  comfort  and  relief. 

3  AYhere  guileless  infancy 
In  happiness  doth  dwell, 

And  where  the  aged  one  can  say 
"  He  hath  done  all  things  well." 
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4     Wherever  truth  abides 
Sweet  peace  is  ever  there ; 
If  we  but  love  and  serve  the  Lord, 
Our  heaven  is  everywhere. 

419.  3s.  &  7s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

Heaven  Here. 

1  Heaven  is  here  ;  its  hymns  of  gladness 

Cheer  the  true  believer's  way, 

In  this  world  where  sin  and  sadness 

Often  change  to  night  our  day. 

2  Heaven  is  here  ;  where  misery  lightened 

Of  its  heavy  load  is  seen, 
Where  the  face  of  sorrow  brightened 
By  the  deed  of  love  hath  been  : 

3  Where  the  bound,  the  poor,  despairing 

Are  set  free,  supplied  and  blest; 
Where,  in  others'  anguish  sharing, 
We  can  find  our  surest  rest. 

4  Where  we  heed  the  voice  of  duty 

Rather  than  man's  praise,  or  rod ; 
This  is  heaven, — its  peace,  its  beauty, 
Radiant  with  the  smile  of  God. 

420.  L.  M.  6 1.  Mrs.  Case. 
God's  Kingdom  Here. 

1   Oh,  where,  our  Saviour !  sweeps  the  line 
That  marks  thy  kingdom's  holy  reign  ? 
Is  it  where  northern  meteors  shine 

Or  gilds  the  cross  the  southern  main  ? 
Where  breaks  the  dawn  o'er  spicy  lands  ? 
Or  twilight  sleeps  on  desert  sands  ? 
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2  Is  it  where  sunny  skies  grow  dim 

With  smoke  of  heathen  sacrifice  ? 
Or  where,  in  costly  domes,  the  hymn 

Is  taught  on  incense  clouds  to  rise  ? 
Nay,  nay,  thy  blessed  word  has  shown 
Thy  kingdom  is  the  heart  alone ! 

3  That  solemn  world,  whose  bounds  between 

Life's  mysteries  of  birth  and  death', 
Are  filled  with  warring  hosts  unseen, 

Beings  of  power,  though  not  of  breath — 
The  spirit  realm,  where'er  it  be, 
Is  the  dominion  swayed  by  thee. 

4  Wild,  phantom  shapes  of  gloom  and  fear, 

Roam  dimly  through  the  haunted  spot, 
And  earth  holds  not  a  land  so  drear 

As  the  sad  heart  that  owns  thee  not, 
Where  sorrows  wound  and  pleasures  pall, 
And  death's  dread  shadow  darkens  all. 

5  But  lift  thy  sceptre  there,  its  bowers 

Shall  be  serene  and  sweet  and  fair, 
And,  as  in  time's  primeval  hours, 

The  holy  ones  shall  gather  there, 
And  heaven's  own  peace  the  soul  o'erflow. 
E'en  while  it  lingers  here  below. 

421.  7s.  M.  Beaumont 

The  Heaven  Within. 

1  As  earth's  pageant  passes  by, 
Let  reflection  turn  thine  eye 
Inward,  and  observe  thy  breast ; 
There  alone  dwells  solid  rest. 

2  That 's  a  close  immured  tower, 
Which  can  mock  all  hostile  power ; 
To  thyself  a  tenant  be, 

And  inhabit  safe  and  free. 
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DEVOUT    EXERCISES. 

3  Say  not  that  this  house  is  small, 
Girt  up  in  a  narrow  wall ; 

In  a  cleanly,  sober  mind, 
Heaven  itself  full  room  doth  find. 

4  The  infinite  Creator  can 
Dwell  in  it  ;  and  may  not  man  ? 
Here,  content,  make  thy  abode 
With  thyself  and  with  thy  God. 


DEVOUT  EXERCISES. 


422.  C.  M.  H.  M.  Williams. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  o(  thought  bestowed  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  — 
That  mercy  I  adore  ! 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 


DEVOUT    EXERCISES. 


6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ;  — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee  ! 


423.  L.  M.  Bowrins. 

Perpetual  Praise. 

1  When,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power, 

The  hour  of  morning  beams  in  light, 
My  voice  shall  sing  that  morning  hour, 
And  thee,  who  mad'st  that  hour  so  bright. 

2  The  morning  strengthens  into  noon  ; 

Earth's  fairest  beauties  shine  more  fair  ; 
And  noon  and  morning  shall  attune 
My  grateful  heart  to  praise  and  prayer. 

3  "When  'neath  the  evening  western  gate 

The  sun's  retiring  rays  are  hid, 
My  joy  shall  be  to  meditate, 
E'en  as  the  pious  patriarch  did. 

4  As  twilight  wears  a  darker  hue, 

And  gathering  night  creation  dims, 
The  twilight  and  the  midnight,  too, 

Shall  have  their  harmonies  and  hymns. 

5  So  shall  sweet  thoughts,  and  thoughts  sublime, 

My  constant  inspirations  be  ; 
And  every  shifting  scene  of  time 
Reflect,  my  God,  a  light  from  thee. 

424.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Brown. 
Secret  Prayer. 

1  I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  sp&tefu]  prayer. 

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2  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

3  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

4  Thus:  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 


425.  S.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Prayer  for  Self-  Consecration. 

1  O  God,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 

With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hearest  prayer. 

2  0,  for  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  !  — 

3  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Forever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer  ! 

4  Lord,  let  me  still  abide, 
Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 

Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
To  better  worlds  above. 
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436.  L.  M.  Moore. 
Breathings  of  Grace. 

1  Like  morning,  when  her  early  breeze 
Breaks  up  the  surface  of  the  seas, 
That,  in  their  furrows,  dark  with  night, 
Her  hand  may  sow  the  seeds  of  light ; 

2  Thy  grace  can  send  its  breathings  o'er 
The  spirit,  dark  and  lost  before  ; 

And  freshening  ail  its  depths,  prepare 
For  truth  divine  to  enter  there ! 

3  Till  David  touched  his  sacred  lyre, 
In  silence  lay  the  unbreathing  wire ; 
But  when  he  swept  its  chords  along, 
E'en  angels  stooped  to  hear  the  song. 

4  So  sleeps  the  soul,  till  thou,  0  Lord, 
Shall  deign  to  touch  its  lifeless  chord  ; 
Till,  waked  by  thee,  its  breath  shall  rise 
In  music  worthy  of  the  skies. 

437.  S.  M.  Cowper. 

Dependence  on  God. 

1  To  keep  the  lamp  alive, 
With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl ; 

*T  is  water  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 
Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 

It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 
His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 

And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 
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4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 
And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 

This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

5  In  God  is  all  our  store, 
Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 

Whoever  says,  "I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 


428.  7s.  M.  61.  Montgomery. 

The  Soul  panting  for  God. 

1  As  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst^for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see  ; 
When,  O  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  : 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 

God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving-  health  of  thine. 


429.  L.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

Wisdom  and  Virtue  sought  from  God. 

1  Supreme  and  universal  Light ! 
Fountain  of  reason  !  Judge  of  right ! 
Parent  of  good  !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above,  and  all  below : 

2  Assist  us,  Lord,  to  act,  to  be, 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree  ; 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame, 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came  ! 

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3  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim ; 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

4  0  Father,  grace  and  virtue  grant ! 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want : 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  —  is  bliss  above. 

430.  C.  M.  Merrics 
Holy  Resignation. 

1  Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn  : 

Thine  ever  wakeful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  0,  let  thy  love  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  fear  our  footsteps  guide ; 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear  all  fears  beside. 

3  And,  0,  by  error's  force  subdued, 

Since  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 

We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 

And  grasp  the  specious  ill,  — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  : 
The  good  we  ask  not,  Father,  grant ; 
The  ill  we  ask,  deny. 

431.  L.  M.  61.  C.  Wesley, 

Prayer  for  the  Comforter. 

1  I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind  ; 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  sin, 
Of  love  to  God  and  all  mankind ; 
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Of  health  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 

2  0  that  the  Comforter  would  come, 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 

But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 
And  keep  possession  of  my  breast ; 

And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 

The  temple  of  indwelling  God  ! 

432.  L.  M.  Cotton. 

A  Peaceful  Conscience. 

1  While  some  in  folly's  pleasures  roll, 
And  court  the  joys  that  hurt  the  soul, 
Be  mine  that  silent,  calm  repast, 

A  conscience  peaceful  to  the  last. 

2  With  this  companion  in  the  shade, 
My  soul  no  more  shall  be  dismayed  ; 
But  fearless  meet  life's  dreariest  gloom, 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

3  Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 
Each  blow  some  kind  design  fulfils  ; 
And  can  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
While  love  supreme  directs  the  rod? 

4  His  hand  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 

To  milder  skies,  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

433-  L.  M.  Watts. 

Self-knowledge,  and  Abstraction  from  Earth. 

1  My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  : 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 
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2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence : 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn , 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  : 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

43 1.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Anonymous 

Rising  towards  Heaven. 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place  : 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun, — 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
So  a  sou]  that 's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

435.  L.  P.  M.  Anonymous 

Christ  Desired. 

1  Comb*  O  thou  universal  good  ! 

Balm  of  the  wounded  conscience,  come! 
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The  hungry,  dying  spirit's  food ; 

The  weary,  wand'ring  pilgrim's  home; 
Haven  to  take  the  shipwrecked  in, 
My  everlasting  rest  from  sin  ! 

2  Come,  O  my  comfort  and  delight ! 

My  strength  and  health,  and  shield,  and  sun; 
My  boast,  my  confidence,  and  might, 

My  joy,  my  glory,  and  my  crown  ; 
My  gospel-hope,  my  calling's  prize, 
My  tree  of  life,  my  paradise. 

436.  C.   M.  Newton. 
11  Unto  you  who  believe  he  is  precious." 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

It  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And,  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought, 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I  '11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

4  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim, 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

437.  lis.  M.  Mrs.  Hale, 
The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1   Our  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thy  name  ! 
May  thy  kingdom  holy  on  earth  be  the  same  ! 
0  give  to  us  daily  our  portion  of  bread ; 
It  is  from  thy  bounty  that  all  must  be  fed. 
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2  Forgive  our  transgressions,  and  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion  which  pardons  each  foe : 
Keep  us  from  temptation,  from  weakness  and  sin, 
And  thine  be  the  glory  forever — Amen. 

438.  C.  M.  T.  Whittemore. 
The  Same. 

1  Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art, 

All  hallowed  be  thy  name  : 
Thy  kingdom  come,  thy  will  be  done, 
On  earth,  in  heaven  the  same. 

2  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 

Our  debts,  0  Lord,  forgive, 
As  we  forgive  our  enemies 
And  thus  obedient  live. 

3  Into  temptation  lead  us  not, 

From  evil  keep  us  clean  ; 
Thine  is  the  kingdom,  glory,  power 
Forevermore,  Amen. 

439.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 
The  Same, 

1  Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 
The  prayer  we  offer  now :  — 

Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near, 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 
On  earth  be  done  in  love, 

As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 
While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 

The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 
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4  From  dark  temptation's  power 
Our  feeble  hearts  defend ; 

Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  forever  be 
Glory  and  power  divine ; 

The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 


440.  C.   M.  Anonymous. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  0  Thou,  enthroned  in  worlds  above, 

Our  Father  and  our  Friend ! 
Lo,  at  the  footstool  of  thy  love, 
Thy  children  humbly  bend. 

2  All  reverence  to  thy  name  be  given ; 

Thy  kingdom  wide  displayed  ; 
And,  as  thy  will  is  done  in  heaven, 
Be  it  on  earth  obeyed. 

3  Our  table  may  thy  bounty  spread, 

From  thine  exhaustless  store, 
From  day  to  day  with  daily  bread, — 
Nor  would  we  ask  for  more. 

4  That  pardon  we  to  others  give, 

Do  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
From  all  temptation,  Lord,  relieve ; 
From  every  ill  defend. 

5  And  now  to  thee  belong,  Most  High, 

The  kingdom,  glory,  power, 
Through  die  broad  earth  and  spacious  sky, 
Both  now  and  evermore. 
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441.  10s.  M.  Dr.  Johnson. 

From  Boethius. 

Seeking  God. 

1  0  Thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  pre- 

sides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides, 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  his  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 

2  'T  is  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest ; 

From  thee,  great  God,  we  spring,  to  thee  we  tend; 
Path,  Motive,  Guide,  Original,  and  End. 


442.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Abba,  Father. 

1  Behold,  what  wondrous  grace 
The  Father  has  bestowed 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

3  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure  ; 

May  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

4  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 
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443*  L.  M.  Mas.  Steele. 

The  Christian's  Resolve. 

1  Ah  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain, 

Slaves  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin ! 
A  nobler  toil  may  1  sustain, 
A  nobler  satisfaction  win. 

2  May  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determined  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  0  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wandering,  leave  his  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God  !  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

444.  L.  M.  Browne. 

"Giving  thanks  to  God  in  all  things." 

1  Great  God  !  my  joyful  thanks  to  thee 
Shall,  like  thy  gifts,  continual  be  : 

In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
Nor  end  nor  intermission  knows. 

2  Thy  kindness  all  my  comforts  gives ; 
My  numerous  wants  thy  hand  relieves ; 
Nor  can  I  ever,  Lord,  be  poor, 

Who  live  on  thy  exhaustless  store. 

3  If  what  I  wrish  thy  will  denies, 

It  is  that  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Afflictions,  which  may  make  me  mourn, 
Thou  canst,  thou  dost,  to  blessings  turn. 


DEVOUT    EXERCISES. 

4  Deep,  Lord,  upon  my  thankful  breast, 
Let  all  thy  favors  be  imprest ; 
And  though  withdrawn  thy  gifts  should  be, 
In  all  things  I  '11  give  thanks  to  thee. 

445.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

"Now  are  we  sons  of  God." 

1  How  rich  thy  favors,  God  of  grace  ! 

How  various,  how  divine  ! 
Full  as  the  ocean  they  are  poured, 
And  bright  as  heaven  they  shine. 

2  He  to  eternal  glory  calls, 

And  leads  the  wondrous  way 
To  his  own  palace  where  he  reigns 
In  uncreated  day. 

3  Jesus,  the  herald  of  his  love, 

Displays  the  radiant  prize, 
A  crown  of  never-ending  bliss, 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  The  songs  of  everlasting  years 

That  mercy  shall  attend, 
Which  leads,  through  sufferings  of  an  hour, 
To  joys  that  never  end. 

4146.  CM.  H.  H.  MlLMAN. 

Praying  for  Divine  Help. 

1  0  help  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succor  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  0  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore, 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

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3  0  help  us  through  the  prayer  of  faith 

More  firmly  to  believe  ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  0  help  us,  Father !  from  on  high ; 

We  know  no  help  but  thee ; 
0  !  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 

447.  C.  H.  M.  Anonymous. 
Come,  let  us  Pray. 

1  Come,  let  us  pray:  'tis  sweet  to  feel 

That  God  himself  is  near ; 
That,  while  we  at  his  footstool  kneel, 

His  mercy  deigns  to  hear : 
Though  sorrows  cloud  life's  dreary  way, 
This  is  our  solace  —  let  us  pray. 

2  Come,  let  us  pray  :  the  burning  brow, 

The  heart  oppressed  with  care, 
And  all  the  woes  that  throng  us  now, 
Will  be  relieved  by  prayer : 
Our  God  will  chase  our  griefs  away; 
O,  glorious  thought !  —  come,  let  us  pray. 

3  Come,  let  us  pray :  the  mercy-seat 

Invites  the  fervent  prayer. 
Our  Heavenly  Father  waits  to  greet 
The  contrite  spirit  there: 
O,  loiter  not,  nor  longer  stay 
From  him  who  loves  us ;  let  us  pray. 

448.  L.  M.  Sir  Walter  Scott. 
Imploring  the  constant  Presence  of  God. 

1  When  Israel  of  the  Lord  beloved, 

Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  father's  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 
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2  By  day,  along  th'  astonished  lands, 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Eeturned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus,  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray ! 

4  And  0,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long-suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light ! 

449.  CM.  C.  Wesley. 

Watchfulness. 

1  I  want  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  the  eye, 

0  God,  my  conscience  make ! 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 
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450.  C.  M.  Smart. 

For  Prudence  and  Wisdom. 

1  Father  of  light !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide ; 

And,  when  I  go  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

To  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart : 

5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 

Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 
In  endless  light  above. 

4*51.  C.  M.  Moore. 

Heaven  Desired. 

1  The  bird  let  loose  in  Eastern  skies, 

Returning  fondly  home, 
Ne'er  stoops  to  earth  her  wing,  nor  flies 
Where  idle  warblers  roam. 

2  But  high  she  shoots  through  air  and  light — 

Above  all  low  delay, 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight, 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 
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3  So  grant  me,  God,  from  every  snare 

Of  sinful  passion  free, 
Aloft  through  faith's  serener  air 
To  hold  my  course  to  thee. 

4  No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay 

My  soul,  as  home  she  springs; 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  way, 
Thy  freedom  on  her  wings. 

452.  L.  M.  Stowell. 

The  Mercy-seat. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'T  is  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  were  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet ; 
It  is  the  heavenly  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

453.  C.  M.  Steele. 
Thirsting  after  God. 

1  When  fainting  in  the  sultry  waste, 
And  parched  with  thirst  extreme, 
The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  taste 
The  cool,  refreshing  stream. 
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2  So  longs  the  weary,  fainting  mind, 

Oppressed  with  sins  and  woes, 
Some  soul-reviving  spring  to  find, 
Whence  heavenly  comfort  flows. 

3  0,  may  I  thirst  for  thee,  my  God, 

With  ardent,  strong  desire ; 
And  still,  through  all  this  desert  road, 
To  taste  thy  grace  aspire. 

4  Then  shall  my  prayer  to  thee  ascend, 

A  grateful  sacrifice ; 
My  mourning  voice  thou  wilt  attend, 
And  grant  me  full  supplies. 

4t54.  7s.  M.  Newtox. 

Self- Distrust. 

1  'T  is  a  point  I  long  to  know, — 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, — 
Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mixed  with  all  I  do  ; 
You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Father,- let  me  love  thee  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 
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455.  L.  M.  Doddridge 
Choosing  the  Better  Part. 

1  Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand : 
Father  divine  !  diffuse  thy  light, 

To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart, 
AVisely  to  choose  the  better  part ; 

To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

3  Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise, 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  with  skies, 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear, 

But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

4  If  thou,  my  Saviour,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

456.  C.  M.  Watts 
Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy. 

1  God  is  a  spirit  just  and  wise, 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  hut  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honor  can  appear ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 

Thoir  bending  knees  the  ground; 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 
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4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 
And  make  my  soul  sincere  ; 
Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

457.  C.  P.  M.  Wesley's  Coll 
True  Wisdom. 

1  Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 

To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 

With  loving  gratitude  ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 

And  walking  in  the  good. 

2  0  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ! 

A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Father,  to  me  be  given  ! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

458.  L.  M.  6 1.  Merkick 

For  the  Understanding  and  Influence  of  God's  Word. 

1  While  here  as  wandering  sheep  we  stray, 
Teach  us,  0  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  way ! 
Dispose  our  hearts,  with  willing  awe, 

To  love  thy  word,  to  keep  thy  law; 
That,  by  thy  guiding  precepts  led, 
Our  feet  the  paths  of  truth  may  tread. 

2  Great  Source  of  light  to  all  below  ! 
Teach  us  thy  holy  will  to  know : 
Teach  us  to  read  thy  word  aright, 
And  make  it  our  supreme  delight ; 
That,  purged  from  vain  desires,  our  mind 
In  thee  its  only  good  may  find. 


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3  Maker,  instructer,  judge  of  all, 
0  hear  us  when  on  thee  we  call ! 
To  us,  all-bounteous  Lord,  dispense 
Thy  grace,  and  guiding  influence  ! 
Preserve  us  in  thy  holy  ways, 
And  teach  our  hearts  to  speak  thy  praise ! 


150.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Solomon? s  Prayer  for  Wisdom. 

1  Almighty  God  !  in  humble  prayer 

To  thee  our  souls  we  lift ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth 

Along  our  path  to  flow ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

3  We  ask  not  honors,  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away ; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  ;  —  Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  how  to  live ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth, 

Before  the  evil  days ! 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways  ! 
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460.  C.  M.  Cowpk*. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  0,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God ! 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ! 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb ! 

2  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

3  Return,  0  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

4  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

461.  CM.  Doddridge. 

For  Freedom  from  Secret  Sin. 

1  Searcher  of  hearts  !  before  thy  face 

I  all  my  soul  display ; 
And,  conscious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Entreat  thy  strict  survey. 

2  If,  lurking  in  its  inmost  folds, 

I  any  sin  conceal, 
O,  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  secret  guile  reveal. 

3  If  tinctured  with  that  odious  gall 

Unknowing  I  remain, 
Let  grace,  like  a  pure  silver  stream, 
Wash  out  the  hateful  stain. 
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4  If,  in  these  fatal  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  light  and  liberty. 

5  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given  ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heaven. 


462.  S.  M.  Grunbeck. 

Self-abandonment  to  God. 

1  Lord  !  bring  me  to  resign 
My  doubting  heart  to  thee ; 

And,  whether  cheerful  or  distressed, 
Thine,  thine  alone  to  be. 

2  My  only  aim  be  this, — 
Thy  purpose  to  fulfil, 

In  thee  rejoice  with  all  my  strength, 
And  do  thy  holy  will. 

3  Lord  !  thy  all-seeing  eye 
Keeps  watch  with  sleepless  care : 

Thy  great  compassion  never  fails ; 
Thou  hear'st  my  needy  prayer. 

4  So  will  I  firmly  trust, 

That  thou  wilt  guide  me  still, 
And  guard  me  safe  throughout  the  way 
That  leads  to  Zion's  hill. 

463.  C.  M.  Cowper. 

Religious  Retirement. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord !  I  flee, 
From  strife  and  tumult  far ; 
From  scenes,  where  sin  is  waging  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 
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2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree ; 
And  seem,  by  thy  sweet  bounty,  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode ; 
0  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  with  her  God. 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine, 

And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 

My  Father  —  thou  art  mine  ! 

464.  C.  M.  J.  J.  Gurnet. 

Silent  Worship. 

1  Let  deepest  silence  all  around 

Its  peaceful  shelter  spread  ; 
So  shall  the  living  word  abound, 
The  word  that  wakes  the  dead. 

2  How  sweet  to  wait  upon  the  Lord 

In  stillness  and  in  prayer ! 
What  though  no  preacher  speak  the  word 
A  minister  is  there  : 

3  He  knows  to  bend  the  heart  of  steel, 

He  bows  the  loftiest  soul ; 
O'er  all  we  think  and  all  we  feel, 
How  matchless  his  control  ! 
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4  And,  0,  how  precious  is  his  love 

In  tender  mercy  given ; 
It  whispers  of  the  blest  above, 
And  stays  the  soul  on  heaven. 

5  From  mind  to  mind,  in  streams  of  joy, 

The  holy  influence  spreads ; 
'Tis  peace,  'tis  praise  without  alloy, 
For  God  that  influence  sheds. 

6  To  thee,  0  God,  we  still  will  pray, 

And  praise  thee  as  before  ; 
For  this  thy  glorious  gospel-day, 
Teach  us  to  praise  thee  more. 

465.  L.  M.  61.  Bowring 

"Help  thou  my  unbelief." 

1  If  listening,  as  I  listen  still-, 

0  God  !  to  thine  instructive  word, 
In  spite  of  all  my  spirit's  will, 

Some  whispering  voice  of  doubt  is  heard, — 
That  voice  spontaneous  from  the  soul, 
Which  nought  can  check  and  nought  control; 

2  If  when  most  earnestly  I  pray 

For  light,  for  aid,  for  strength  from  thee, 
Some  struggling  thoughts  will  force  their  way, 

And  break  my  soul's  serenity;  — 
If  reason,  thy  best  gift,  will  hold 
The  sceptre  only  half  controlled  :  — 

3  Help  and  forgive  !  heaven's  alphabet 

Hath  many  a  word  of  mystery ; 
I  read  not  all  thy  record  yet, 

Though  perse veringly  I  try  ; 
But  teach  me,  Lord !  and  none  shall  be 
More  prompt,  more  pleased  to  learn  of  thee.    - 
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466.  S.  M.  Herbert. 
Doing  all  to  the  Glory  of  God. 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 
In  all  things  thee  to  see; 

And  what  I  do  in  anything, 
To  do  it  as  for  thee  ! 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 
While  still  to  thee  I  tend ; 

In  all  I  do  be  thou  the  way, — 
In  all  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake  : 
Nothing  so  small  can  be, 

But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 
Even  servile  labors  shine ; 

Hallowed  is  toil,  if  this  the  cause, 
The  meanest  work  divine. 

467.  8s.  7s.  &  4s.  M.  Oliver. 
God  the  Pilgrim's  Guide  and  Strength. 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  mortal  land : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 
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When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 

Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


468.  C.  M.  Wreford. 

Prayer  for  Faith. 

1  Lord  !  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own, 

Thy  word  I  would  obey ; 
I  wander  comfortless,  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 

2  Lord  !  I  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light. 

3  Lord  !  I  believe  ;  but  oft,  I  know, 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak ; 
Strengthen  my  weakness,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek ! 

4  Yes,  I  believe  ;  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief; 
Lord  !  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow, 
Help  thou  my  unbelief ! 

469.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Safety  in  God. 

1     When  overwhelmed  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies ; 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
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2  0  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That 's  high  above  my  head  ; 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
I  ever  would  abide  ; 

Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 


470.  C.  M.  Montgomery 

Prayer  for  Grace  in  Trial. 

1  Father  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 

In  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 

2  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes, 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

O,  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  When  dire  temptations  gather  round 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

4  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope,  and  love, 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 

5  When  earthly  joys  and  cares  depart, 

Desire  and  envy  cease, 
Be  thou  the  portion  of  our  heart, — 
In  thee  may  we  have  peace. 
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471.  L.  M.  Roscoe. 

The  Solace  of  Faith. 

1  When  human  hopes  and  joys  depart, 
I  give  thee,  Lord,  a  contrite  heart; 
And  on  my  weary  spirit  steal 

The  thoughts  that  pass  all  earthly  weal. 

2  I  cast  above  my  tearful  eyes, 
And  muse  upon  the  starry  skies ; 
And  think  that  He  who  governs  there 
Still  keeps  me  in  his  guardian  care. 

3  I  gaze  upon  the  opening  flower, 

Just  moistened  with  the  evening  shower ; 
And  bless  the  love  which  made  it  bloom, 
To  chase  away  my  transient  gloom. 

4  I  think,  whene'er  this  mortal  frame 
Returns  again  to  whence  it  came, 
My  soul  shall  wing  its  happy  flight 
To  regions  of  eternal  light. 

472.  C.  M.  Wesleyak. 

For  Furity  of  Heart. 

1  0,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  how  good, 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  been  to  me. 

2  0  for  a  humble,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  who  dwells  within  ;  — 

3  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine, 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure  and  good, 
Conformed,  O  Lord,  to  thine. 
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4  Thy  temper,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 
Come  quickly  from  above ; 
0,  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  name,  O  God,  is  Love. 

473.  L.  M.  Bowrino 

God's  sustaining  Presence 

1  Father  and  friend,  thy  light,  thy  love 

Beaming  through  all  thy  works  we  see  ; 
Thy  glory  gilds  the  heavens  above, 
And  all  the  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

2  Thy  voice  we  hear,  thy  presence  feel, 

Whilst  thou,  too  pure  for  mortal  sight, 
Involved  in  clouds,  invisible, 

Reignest  the  Lord  of  life  and  light. 

3  We  know  not  in  what  hallowed  part 

Of  the  wide  heavens  thy  throne  may  be ; 
But  this  we  know,  —  that  where  ihou  art, 
Strength,  wisdom,  goodness,  dwell  with  thee. 

4  Thy  children  shall  not  faint  nor  fear, 

Sustained  by  this  delightful  thought, — 
Since  thou,  their  God,  art  everywhere, 
They  cannot  be  where  thou  art  not. 

474.  S.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 
Ark  of  Safety. 

1  O,  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 
On  restless  wing  to  roam ; 

All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ; 
Behold  the  open  door  ; 

0,  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 
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3     There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

475.  C.  M.  Watts 

"  0  that  my  ways  were  directed  to  keep  thy  statutes." 

1  0  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
0  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  0  send  thy  Spirit  down  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

4  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, — 

'T  is  a  delightful  road ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

476.  C.  M.  T.  Humphries. 
"  Lord,  remember  me" 

1  0  thou,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 

I  lift  my  soul  to  thee  ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
Thy  pardon  grant,  new  peace  impart : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 
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DEVOUT    EXERCISES. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 

0  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day : 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  And  when  before  thy  throne  I  stand, 

And  lift  my  soul  to  thee, 
Then,  with  the  saints  at  thy  right  hand, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

477.  L.  M.  Merrick. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Guidance. 

1  Teach  me,  0  teach  me,  Lord!  thy  way; 
So,  to  my  life's  remotest  day, 

By  thy  unerring  precepts  led, 

My  willing  feet  its  paths  shall  tread. 

2  Informed  by  thee,  with  sacred  awe, 
My  heart  shall  meditate  thy  law ; 
And  with  celestial  wisdom  filled, 
To  thee  its  full  obedience  yield. 

3  Give  me  to  know  thy  will  aright, — 
Thy  will,  my  glory  and  delight, — 
That,  raised  above  the  world,  my  mind 
In  thee  its  highest  good  may  find. 

4  0  turn  from  vanity  mine  eye  ; 

To  me  thy  quickening  strength  supply ; 
And  with  thy  promised  mercy  cheer 
A  heart  devoted  to  thy  fear. 

478.  7s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Repose  of  Faith. 

1  Happy  soul,  that  safe  from  harm 
Rests  within  his  Shepherd's  arm  ! 
Who  his  quiet  shall  molest? 
Who  shall  violate  his  rest  ? 

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2  Seek,  O  Lord,  thy  wandering  sheep ; 
Bring  me  back,  and  lead,  and  keep ; 
Take  on  thee  my  every  care ; 

Bear  me,  on  thy  bosom  bear. 

3  Let  me  know  thy  gracious  voice  ; 
More  and  more  in  thee  rejoice ; 
More  and  more  of  thee  receive  ; 
Ever  in  thy  spirit  live  :  — 

4  Live,  till  all  thy  love  I  know, 
Perfect  in  my  Lord  below ; 
Gladly  then  from  earth  remove, 
Gathered  to  the  fold  above. 


479.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

A  Rest  Remaineth. 

1  Lord  !  we  believe  a  rest  remains 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns ;  — 
For  thou  art  served  alone  :  — 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  souls  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  0  that  we  now  that  rest  might  know, 

Believe  and  enter  in  ! 
Thou  Holiest !  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  us  cease  from  sin. 

4  Kcmove  this  hardness  from  our  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove  : 
The  rest  of  perfect  faith  impart, 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 
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4180.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Angels  from  Heaven  Strengthening  Him. 

1  Lord  !    in  thy  garden  agony, 

No  light  seemed  on  thy  soul  to  break, 
No  form  of  seraph  lingered  nigh, 
Nor  yet  the  voice  of  comfort  spake  ; 

2  Till,  by  thine  own  triumphant  word, 

The  victory  over  ill  was  won ; 
Till  the  sweet,  mournful  cry  was  heard, 
"  Thy  will,  0  God,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

3  Lord,  bring  these  precious  moments  back, 

When,  fainting,  against  sin  we  strain; 
Or  in  thy  counsels  fail  to  track 

Aught  but  the  present  grief  and  pain. 

4  In  weakness,  help  us  to  contend ; 

In  darkness,  yield  to  God  our  will ; 
And  true  hearts,  faithful  to  the  end, 
Cheer  by  thine  holy  angels  still ! 

481.  CM.  Steele. 

Filial  Submission. 

1  And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high, 

To  say,  "  My  Father/'  God  ? 
Lord,  at  thy  feet,  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise ; 
Let  each  rebellious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 
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4  "  My  Father,  God,"  permit  my  heart 
To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

482.  C.   M.  Pope. 

Universal  Prayer. 

1  Father  of  all !  in  every  age, 

In  every  clime,  adored, 
By  saint,  by  savage,  and  by  sage, 
Jehovah,  Jove,  or  Lord  !  — 

2  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride, 

Or  impious  discontent 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied, 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

3  This  day  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot : 

All  else  beneath  the  sun 
Thou  knowest  if  best  bestowed  or  not ; 
And  let  thy  will  be  done. 

4  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  span 

Thy  goodness  let  me  bound, 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
When  thousand  worlds  are  round. 

5  To  thee  whose  temple  is  all  space, 

Whose  altar,  earth,  sea,  skies, 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise. 

483.  C.  M.  Pope. 

The  Same. 

1  Father  of  all,  whose  cares  extend 
To  earth's  remotest  shore, 
Through  every  age  let  praise  ascend, 
And  every  clime  adore. 
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2  Mean  though  I  am,  not  wholly  so, 

Since  quickened  by  thy  breath  ; 
Lord,  lead  me  wheresoe'er  I  go, 
Through  this  day's  life  or  death, 

3  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 

To  hide  the  fault  I  see  ; 

That  mercy  I  to  others  show, 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 

4  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart 

Still  in  the  right  to  stay  ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
To  find  that  better  way. 

5  What  conscience  dictates  to  be  done, 

Or  warns  me  not  to  do, 
This  teach  me  more  than  hell  to  shun, 
That  more  than  heaven  pursue. 

484.  7s.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 

Seeking  God. 

1  Light  of  Life,  Seraphic  Fire, 

Love  Divine,  thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart  ! 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom ; 
Love  of  God,  appear,  appear  ! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come,  in  this  accepted  hour ; 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ! 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 

Be  our  heaven  —  in  holiness. 
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485.  CM.  Percy  Chapel  Coll. 

«  Thy  Will  be  done.1' 

1  Father,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just, 

Although  to  me  unknown  ; 
0,  grant  me  grace  thy  love  to  trust, 
And  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  If  thou  shouldst  hedge  with  thorns  my  path; 

Should  wealth  and  friends  be  gone; 
Still  with  a  firm  and  lively  faith, 
I'll  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Although  thy  steps  I  cannot  trace, 

Thy  sovereign  right  I  '11  own  ; 

And,  as  instructed  by  thy  grace, 

I  '11  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

4  'T  is  sweet  thus  passively  to  lie 

Before  thy  gracious  throne, 
Concerning  everything  to  cry, 
"  My  Father's  will  be  done." 

48G.  C  M.  Doddridge. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  My  God  !  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  forever  sure ; 
And  in  thy  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  What  though  my  house  be  not  with  thee 

As  nature  could  desire  ? 
To  nobler  joys  than  nature  gives 
Thy  servants  all  aspire. 

3  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become  ; 
Jesus  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home  : 
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4  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love ; 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

5  Thy  covenant  the  last  accent  claims 

Of  this  poor  faltering  tongue  ; 
And  that  shall  the  first  notes  employ 
Of  my  celestial  song. 

487.  L.  M.  Henet  Mooee. 

Prayer  for  Religious  Principle. 

1  Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  care*,  and  toils,  and  tears, 
"Where  foes  alarm  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat : 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord  !  a  heavenly  ray, 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  flattering  paths  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run, 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bli 

4  May  never  pleasure,  wealth  or  pride, 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside  ; 
But  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 
Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill. 

-488.  L.  M.         Christian  Psalmist. 

Prayer  for  Divine  Help. 

1  Be  with  me,  Lord,  where'er  i 

Teach  me  what  thou  wouldst  have  me  do; 
Show  me  my  weakness,  —  let  me  see 
I  have  my  power,  my  all  from  thee. 
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2  Enrich  me  always  with  thy  love ; 
My  kind  protection  ever  prove  ; 
Thy  signet  put  upon  my  breast, 
And  let  thy  spirit  on  me  rest. 

3  Assist  and  teach  me  how  to  pray ; 
Incline  my  nature  to  obey  ; 

What  thou  abhorr'st  that  let  me  flee, 
And  only  love  what  pleases  thee. 

4  0  may  I  never  do  my  will, 

But  thine,  and  only  thine,  fulfil ; 
Let  all  my  time  and  all  my  ways 
Be  spent  and  ended  to  thy  praise. 

489.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Prayer  for  the  Christian  Temper. 

1  Almighty  Maker  !  Lord  of  all ! 

Of  life  the  only  spring  ! 
Creator  of  unnumbered  worlds  ! 
Supreme,  Eternal  King ! 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

Impenitence  and  pride ; 
Nor  let  me,  in  forbidden  paths, 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Let  not  despair. nor  fell  revenge 

Be  to  my  bosom  known : 
Oh !  give  me  tears  for  others'  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

4  Feed  me  with  necessary  food ; 

I  ask  not  wealth  or  fame  ; 

Give  me  an  eye  to  see  thy  will, 

A  heart  to  bless  thy  name. 

5  May  still  my  days  serenely  pass, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
And  growing  holiness  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare. 
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100.  S.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 

For  Holiness. 

1  The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 

Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 

And  all  my  soul  renew : 

My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 

Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And,  sanctified  by  love  divine, 

Forever  cease  from  sin. 

2  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 
Father,  to  me  impart ; 

The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 

0  write  it  in  my  heart ! 

Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 

The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  spotless  sanctity, 

And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 

My  happy  soul  to  thee. 

Soul  of  my  soul  remain  ! 

Who  didst  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  0  Lord,  fulfil  again 

My  heavenly  Father's  will. 

491.  CM.  Wesley's  Coll. 

"Thy  Kingdom  Come:'' 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above, 

Let  every  understanding  mind 

Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

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2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  gracey 

To  every  heart  of  man  ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign. 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in. 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  godliness, 
Th'  omnipotence  of  love. 


492.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Seeking  God. 

1  My  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine; 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty,  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  dbes  implore  ; 

Not  travellers  in  desert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 
No  relish  can  afford ; 

No  joy  can  be  compared  to  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

4  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 
To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 

And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

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IDS.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

u  0  God,  my  soul  thirsteth  for  thee." 

1  0  God  !  thou  art  my  God  alone  ; 

Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Yet  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 

I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God ; 
Thine  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways ; 
I  lean  upon  thy  staff  and  rod. 

3  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

When  I  remember  on  my  bed, 
Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 

Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me ; 
For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above, 

Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee  ? 

494.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Knowledge  of  God. 

1  Shine  forth,  Eternal  Source  of  light! 

And  make  thy  glories  known ; 
Fill  our  enlarged,  adoring  sight 
With  lustre  all  thine  own. 

2  Vain  are  the  charms,  and  faint  the  rays 

The  brightest  creatures  boast ; 
And  all  their  grandeur  and  their  praise 
Is  in  thy  presence  lost. 

3  To  know  the  Author  of  our  frame 

Is  our  sublimest  skill ; 
True  science  is  to  read  thy  name, 
True  life  to  obey  thy  will. 
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For  this  I  long,  for  this  I  pray, 
And  following  on  pursue, 

Till  visions  of  eternal  day 
Fix  and  complete  the  view. 


495. 


L.M.6L 

God  our  Shepherd. 


Addison. 


1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
Thy  friendly  staff  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

4  Though,  in  a  hare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, — 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 
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496.  S.  M.  Patrick. 

The  Fatherly  Love  of  God. 

1  God,  who  is  just  and  kind, 
Will  those  who  err  instruct, 

And  to  the  paths  of  righteousness 
Their  wandering  steps  conduct. 

2  The  humble  soul  he  guides, 
Teaches  the  meek  his  way, 

Kindness  and  truth  he  shows  to  all 
Who  his  just  laws  obey. 

3  Give  me  the  tender  heart 
That  mixes  fear  with  love, 

And  lead  me  through  whatever  path 
Thy  wisdom  shall  approve. 

4  Oh  !  ever  keep  my  soul 
From  error,  shame  and  guilt ; 

Nor  suffer  the  fair  hope  to  fail, 
Which  on  thy  truth  is  built. 

497.  L.  M.  J.  F.  Oberlin, 

Clinging  to  God. 

1  0  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart : 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy : 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space ; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place  ; 
And  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

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Renouncing  every  earthly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 


498.  C.  M.  Watts 
God  our  Refuge  and  Hope. 

1  God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  forever  near  ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  rriy  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

4  Behold  the  sinners,  that  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

5  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

499.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
Fo*  Grateful  Submission. 

1   One  prayer  I  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one, — 
When  I  am  wholly  thine; 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine." 
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DEVOUT    EXERCISES. 

2  All- wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back  in  gratitude  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed, 

When  used  as  talents  lent ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 

5  And  though  thy  wisdom  ta^es  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

#>00.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Soul  Returning  to  God. 

1  Keturn,  my  soul,  unto  thy  rest, 

From  vain  pursuits  and  maddening  cares, 
From  lonely  woes  that  wring  thy  breast, 
The  world's  allurements,  toils  and  snares. 

2  Return  unto  thy  rest,  my  soul, 

From  all  the  wanderings,  of  thy  thought; 
From  sickness  unto  death  made  whole  ; 
Safe  through  a  thousand  perils  brought. 

3  Then  to  thy  rest,  my  soul  return, 

From  passions  every  hour  at  strife ; 
Sin's  work?,  and  ways,  and  wages  spurn, 
Lay  hold  upon  eternal  life. 

4  God  is  thy  rest;  —  with  heart  inclined 

To  keep  his  word,  that  word  believe  ; 
Christ  is  thy  rest ;  —  with  lowly  mind, 
His  light  and  easv  yoke  receive. 
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devout:  exercises. 

501.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Invocation  of  the  Divine  Spirit. 

1  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  'these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

3  Dear  Lord  !  and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

4  Come,  holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

502.  C.  M.  Beddome. 
For  Inward  Truth, 

1  Am  I  an  Israelite  indeed, 

Without  a  false  disguise  ? 
Have  I  renounced  my  sins,  and  left 
My  refuges  of  lies  ? 

2  Say,  does  my  heart  unchanged  remain, 

Or  is  it  formed  anew  ? 
What  is  the  rule  by  which  I  walk, 
The  object  I  pursue  ? 

3  Cause  me,  0  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

My  real  state  to  know ; 
If  I  am  wrong,  0  set  me  right ! 
If  right,  preserve  me  so  ! 
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503.  C.  M.  Methodist  Coll, 
Seeking  God. 

1  Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 

While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove  ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindling  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care ; 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here,  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

504.  L.  M.  Grigg. 

Not  Ashamed  of  Christ. 

1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be  ! 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ; 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ! 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon  ; 
'T  is  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  morning  star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  yes  I  may, 
When  I  Ve  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe — no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell  —  no  soul  to  save. 

4  Till  then  —  nor  is  my  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then,  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain; 
And  oh  !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 


DEVOUT   EXERCISES. 

505.  7s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Tlu  Simplicity  of  Christ. 

1  Lord  !  that  I  may  learn  of  thee, 
Give  me  true  simplicity ; 
Wean  my  soul,  and  keep  it  low, 
Willing  thee  alone  to  know. 

2  Of  my  boasted  wisdom  spoiled, 
Docile,  helpless  as  a  child ; 
Only  seeing  in  thy  light, 
Only  walking  in  thy  might. 

3  Then  infuse  the  living  grace, 
Truthful  soul  of  righteousness ; 
Knowledge,  love  divine,  impart, — 
Life  eternal  to  my  heart. 

506.  7s.  M.  Newton. 
Docility  and  Trust. 

1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 

■   Make  me  teachable  and  mild ; 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art, 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleaseth  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  : 
'T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own ; 
Knows  lie  's  neither  strong  nor  wise ; 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone ; 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 
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503^  L.  M.  Beard's  Coll. 

God's  Care  our  Comfort. 

1  Oh  !  sweet  it  is  to  know,  to  feel, 

In  ail  our  gloom,  our  wanderings  here, 
No  night  of  sorrow  can  conceal 

Man  from  thy  notice,  from  thy  care. 

2  When  disciplined  by  long  distress, 

And  led  through  paths  of  fear  and  woe, 
Say,  dost  thou  love  thy  children  less  ? 
No  !  ever-gracious  Father,  no  ! 

3  No  distance  can  outreach  thine  eye, 

No  night  obscure  thy  endless  day  : 
Be  this  my  comfort  when  I  sigh, 
Be  this  my  safeguard  when  I  stray. 

508.  S.  M.  M.  meGuion. 
The  Water  of  Life. 

1  The  fountain  in  its  source 
No  drought  of  summer  fears  ; 

The  farther  it  pursues  its  course, 
The  nobler  it  appears. 

2  But  shallow  cisterns  yield 
A  scanty,  short  supply ; 

The  morning  sees  them  amply  filled, 
At  evening  they  are  dry. 

3  The  cisterns  I  forsake, 

0  fount  of  bliss,  for  thee  ! 
My  thirst  with  living  waters  slake, 
And  drink  eternity. 

509.  C.  M.  Rippon's  Coll. 

Peace  with  God. 
1  Father!  whaie'er  of  earthly  bliss 
Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  :  — 
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2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 

•510.  S.  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Way  of  God  with  the  Spirit. 

1  'T  is  God  the  spirit  leads 
In  paths  before  unknown  : 

The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours ; 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Assisted  by  his  grace, 
We  still  pursue  our  way ; 

And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'T  is  he  that  works  to  will ; 
'T  is  he  that  works  to  do ; 

His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

511*  L.  M.  61.      Christian  Psalmist. 

Foretaste  of  Heaven. 

1  What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above, 

At  God's  right  hand,  where  Jesus  reigns, 
Since  the  sweet  earnest  of  his  love 

O'erwhelms  us  on  these  earthly  plains ! 
No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  explain, 
What  bliss  it  is  with  Christ  to  reign. 

2  When  sin  no  more  obstructs  our  sight, 

When  sorrow  pains  our  hearts  no  more, 
How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  Light 
And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore  ! 


DEVOUT    EXERCISES. 

What  heights  and  depths  of  love  divine 
Will  there  through  endless  ages  shine  ! 

3  This  is  the  heaven  I  long  to  know ; 

For  this,  with  patience,  I  would  wait, 
Till,  weaned  from  earth,  and  all  below, 

I  mount  to  my  celestial  seat, 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown, 
And,  with  the  elders,  cast  them  down. 

512.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Jesus  precious  to  them  that  believe, 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name ; 

'T  is  music  to  my  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Whate'er  my  noblest  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
No  light  unto  my  eyes  so  dear, 
No  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there, — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

4  I  '11  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  expiring  breath, 
And,  dying,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms, 
The  antidote  of  death. 

513.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

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2  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all ! 

3  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


LIFE,  DEATH    AND    FUTURITY. 

514.  C.  M.  Watts. 

"From  everlasting  to  everlasting,  thou  art  God." 

1  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  ; 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
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515.  L.   M.  COWTER. 

.The  Providence  of  Life. 

1  Almighty  King !  whose  wondrous  hand 
Supports  the  weight  of  sea  and  land, 
Whose  grace  is  such  a  boundless  store, 
No  heart  shall  break  that  sighs  for  more  ! 

2  Thy  providence  supplies  my  food, 
And  'tis  thy  blessing  makes  it  good: 
My  soul  is  nourished  by  thy  word ; 
Let  soul  and  body  praise  the  Lord. 

3  My  streams  of  outward  comfort  came 
From  him  who  built  this  earthly  frame; 
Whate'er  I  want  his  bounty  gives, 

By  whom  my  soul  forever  lives. 

4  Either  his  hand  preserves  from  pain, 
Or,  if  I  feel  it,  heals  again ; 

From  strife  and  sorrow  shields  my  breast, 
Or  overrules  them  for  the  best. 


516.  7s.  M.  61.  Bowhing. 

The  Pilgrimage  of  Life. 

1  Lead  us  with  thy  gentle  sway, 

As  a  willing  child  is  led ; 
Speed  us  on  our  forward  way, 

As  a  pilgrim,  Lord,  is  sped, 
Who  with  prayers  and  helps  divine 
Seeks  a  consecrated  shrine. 

2  We  are  pilgrims,  and  our  goal 

Is  that  distant  land  whose  bourn 
Is  the  haven  of  the  soul  ; 

Where  the  mourners  cease  to  mourn, 
Where  the  Saviour's  hand  will  dry 
Every  tear  from  every  eye. 

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LIFE,    DEATH    AND    FUTURITY. 

Lead  us  thither  !  thou  dost  know 
All  the  way ;  but  wanderers  we 

Often  miss  our  path  below,. 

And  stretch  out  our  hands  to  thee ; 

Guide  us,  —  save  us,  —  and  prepare 

Our  appointed  mansion  there  ! 


51  #•  C.  M.  Montgomery, 

"  Looking  for  another  country,  that  is  an  heavenly.  "    • 

1  While  through  this  changing  world  we  roam, 

From  infancy  to  age, 
Heaven  is  the  Christian  pilgrim's  home, 
His  rest  at  every  stage. 

2  Thither  his  raptured  thought  ascends, 

Eternal  joys  to  share  ; 
There  his  adoring  spirit  bends, 
While  here  he  kneels  in  prayer. 

3  Oh  !  there  may  we  our  treasure  place, 

There  let  our  hearts  be  found; 
That  still,  where  sin  abounded,  grace 
May  more  and  more  abound. 

4  Henceforth  our  conversation  be 

With  Christ  before  the  throne  ; 
Ere  long,  we  eye  to  eye  shall  see, 
And  know  as  we  are  known. 


518.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Redeeming  the  Time. 

1  God  of  eternity  !  from  thee 

Did  infant  time  its  being  draw; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months,  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

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2  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 

Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, 

Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Great  Source  of  wisdom  !  teach  oui  hearts 

To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 


319.  C.  H.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

What  is  your  Life  ? 

1  0,  what  is  life  ?  —  'tis  like  a  flower 

That  blossoms  and  is  gone ; 
It  flourishes  its  little  hour, 

With  all  its  beauty  on : 
Death  comes,  and,  like  a  wintry  day, 
It  cuts  the  lovely  flower  away. 

2  0,  what  is  life  ?  —  'tis  like  the  bow 

That  glistens  in  the  sky : 
We  Jove  to  see  its  colors  glow ; 

But,  while  we  look,  they  die  : 
Life  fails  as  soon  :  — to-day  't  is  here  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  disappear. 

3  Lord,  what  is  life  ?  —  if  spent  with  thee, 

In  humble  praise  and  prayer, 
How  lomr  or  short  our  life  may  be, 

We  feel  no  anxious  care  : 
Though  life  depart,  our  joys  shall  last 
When  life  and  all  its  joys  are  past. 
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520.  L.  M.  Bowrito. 

Our  Times  are  in  thy  Hand. 

1  Our  times  are  in  thy  hand,  and  thou 

Wilt  guide  our  footsteps  at  thy  will : 
Lord,  to  thy  purposes  we  bow, 
Do  thou  thy  purposes  fulfil ! 

2  Life's  mighty  waters  roll  along, 

Thy  spirit  guides  them  as  they  roll ; 
And  waves  on  waves  impetuous  throng 
At  thy  command,  at  thy  control. 

3  Lord,  we,  thy  children,  look  to  thee, 

And  with  an  humble,  prostrate  will, 
Find  in  thine  all-sufficiency 

A  claim  to  love  and  serve  thee  still. 

521.  S.  M.  Edmbstoh. 

"Why  .my  est  thou  —  my  way  is  hid  from  the  Lord?  " 

1  Along  my  earthly  way, 
How  many  clouds  are  spread  ! 

Darkness,  with  scarce  one  cheerful  ray, 
Seems  gathering  o'er  my  head. 

2  Yet,  Father,  thou  art  love  : 
0  hide  not  from  my  view  ! 

But  when  I  look,  in  prayer,  above, 
Appear  in  mercy  through ! 

3  My  pathway  is  not  hid  ; 
Thou  knowest  all  my  need ; 

And  I  would  do  as  Israel  did, — 
Follow  where  thou  wilt  lead. 

4  Lead  me,  and  then  my  feet 
Shall  never,  never  stray; 

But  safely  I  shall  reach  the  seat 
Of  happiness  and  day. 
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5     And  0  from  that  bright  throne, 
1  shalV  look  back,  and  see, — 
The  path  I  went,  and  that  alone, 
Was  the  right  path  for  me. 

522.  C.  M.  Needham. 
The  Dead  speaking  to  the  Living. 

1  Rise,  0  my  soul !  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  Confiding  in  his  heavenly  strength, 

They  conquered  every  foe ; 
To  his  almighty  power  and  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given ; 

And  never  wander  from  the  road 

That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

523.  C.  M.  Barbauld. 

The  Pilgrimage  of  Life. 

1  Our  country  is  Immanuel's  ground  ; 

We  seek  that  promised  soil ; 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears ; 
Yet  naught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise, 
And  naught  but  sin  our  fears. 

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3  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod : 

We  bear  the  cross  ha  bore  ; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet, 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

4  Our  powers  are  oft  dissolved  away 

In  ecstasies  of  love  ; 
And  while  our  bodies  wander  here, 
Our  souls  are  fixed  above. 

5  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 

Refining  as  we  run ; 
But  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 


524.  CM.  Watts. 

"We  are  fearfully  and  wonderfully  made." 

1  Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 
But  we  '11  confess,  0  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  fails  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first ; 
Salvation  to  the  Almighty  Name 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust ! 
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525.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
"Lay  up  for  yourselves  treasures  in  heaven.''1 

1  These  mortal  joys,  how  soon  they  fade  ! 

How  swift  they  pass  away ! 
The  dying  flower  reclines  its  head, 
The  beauty  of  a  day. 

2  Soon  are  those  earthly  treasures  lost, 

We  fondly  call  our  own  ; 
Scarce  the  possession  can  we  boast, 
When  straight  we  find  them  gone. 

3  But  there  are  joys  which  cannot  die, 

With  God  laid  up  in  store  ; 
Treasures  beyond  the  changing  sky, 
More  bright  than  golden  ore. 

4  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scattered  here  below, 
In  the  fair,  fertile  fields  above 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

526.  L.  M.  Newton. 

Lightning  in  the  Night. 

1  A  glance  from  heaven,  with  sweet  effect, 

Sometimes  my  pensive  spirit  cheers  : 
But  ere  I  can  my  thoughts  collect, 
As  suddenly  it  disappears. 

2  So  lightning  in  the  gloom  of  night 

Afloids  a  momentary  day ; 
Disclosing  objects  full  in  sight, 

Which,  soon  as  seen,  are  snatched  away. 

3  The  lightning's  flash  did  not  create 

The  opening  prospect  it  revealed ; 
But  only  showed  the  real  state 

Of  what  the  darkness  had  concealed. 
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4  Just  so,  we  by  a  glimpse  discern 

The  glorious  things  within  the  veil ; 
That,  when  in  darkness,  we  may  learn 
To  live  by  faith,  till  light  prevail. 

527.  CM.  J.Newton. 
The  Changes  of  Life. 

1  The  evils  that  beset  our  path, 

Who  can  prevent  or  cure  ? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 

2  If  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 

It  soon  may  be  withdrawn ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress 
Before  to-morrow's  dawn. 

3  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 

And  find  an  easy  prey ; 
And  oft,  when  least  expected,  wealth 
.    Takes  wings  and  flies  away. 

4  The  gourds  from  which  we  look  for  fruity 

Produce  us  often  pain  ; 
A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root, 
And  all  our  hopes  are  vain. 

5  Since  sin  has  filled  the  earth  with  woe, 

And  creatures  fade  and  die ; 
Lord,  wean  our  hearts  from  things  below, 
And  fix  our  hopes  on  high ! 

528.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
"  The  Fathers,  where  are  they  tn 

1     How  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea ! 
The  tide  that  bears  our  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity! 
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2  Our  fathers,  where  are  they, 
"With  all  they  called  their  own  ? 

Their  joys,  and  griefs,  and- hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor  gone. 

3  God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend ! 

While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 
May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 

Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

529.  L.  M.  J.  Roscoe. 

The  Close  of  Life. 

1  My  Father  !  when  around  me  spread 

I  see  the  shadows  of  the  tomb, 
And  life's  bright  visions  droop  and  fade, 
And  darkness  veils  my  future  doom ; 

2  0,  in  that  anguished  hour  I  turn 

With  a  still  trusting  heart  to  thee, 
And  holy  thoughts  still  shine  and  burn 
Amid  that  cold,  sad  destiny. 

3  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on, 

Though  these  frail  eyes  are  dim  with  tears ; 
The  hopes  of  earth  indeed  are  gone  ; 
But  are  not  ours  the  immortal  years? 

4  Father !  forgive  the  heart  that  clings 

Thus  trembling  to  the  joys  of  time  ; 
And  bid  my  soul  on  an  ire  1  wings 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 
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o30«  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

To  God  pertain  the  issues  of  Life  and  Death. 

1  Sovereign  of  life  !  before  thine  eye, 
Lo  !  mortal  men  by  thousands  die  : 

One  glance  from  thee  at  once  brings  down 
The  proudest  brow  that  wears  a  crown. 

2  Banished  at  once  from  human  sight 
To  the  dark  grave's  mysterious  night, 
Imprisoned  in  that  dusty  bed, 

We  hide  our  solitary  head. 

3  Yet  if  my  Father's  faithful  hand 
Conduct  me  through  this  gloomy  land, 
My  soul  with  pleasure  shall  obey, 
And  follow  where  he  leads  the  way. 

4  The  friendly  band  again  shall  meet, 
Again  exchange  the  welcome  sweet ; 
The  dear  familiar  features  trace, 
And  still  renew  the  fond  embrace. 

331.  C.  M.  Heber. 

Universal  Warning  of  Death. 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  given  : 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven ! 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone, 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay ; 
And  ere  another  day  is  done, 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day. 
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4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  towards  the  tomb ; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

5  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

He  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

532.  L.  M.  J.Taylor. 

The  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 

Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  pass, 

And  while  we  gaze  their  forms  are  gone. 

2  "He  lived,  —  he  died;"  behold  the  sum, 

The  abstract  of  the  historian's  page  ! 
Alike,  in  God's  all-seeing  eye, 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  0  Father  !  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie ; 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly ; 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 

With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds ; 
And  bid  us  wake  from  death's  dark  night, 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 

533*  C.   M.  COLLYER. 

Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

1  When,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 

And  wait  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 

Great  God,  at  thy  command, — 

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2  Thou  Source  of  life  and  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

3  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head, 
And  let  a  beam  of  light  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

534.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Presence  makes  Death  easy. 

1  Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die ! 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  0  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  should  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  past. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

535*  L.   M.  Anonymous. 

Deliverance  from  the  Fear  of  Death. 

1  O  .God  of  love !  with  cheering  ray, 
Gild  our  expiring  hour  of  day  ; 
Thy  love,  through  each  revolving  year, 
Has  wiped  away  affliction's  tear. 
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2  Free  us  from  death's  terrific  gloom, 

And  all  the  fear  which  shrouds  the  tomb ; 
Heighten  our  joys,  support  our  head, 
Before  we  sink  among  the  dead. 

3  May  death  conclude  our  toils  and  tears  ! 
May  death  destroy  our  sins  and  fears ! 
May  death,  through  Jesus,  be  our  friend  ! 
May  death  be  life,  when  life  shall  end ! 

4  Crown  our  last  moment  with  thy  power  — 
The  latest  in  our  latest  hour ; 

Till  to  the  raptured  heights  we  soar, 
Where  fears  and  death  are  known  no  more. 

536.  L.  ML  R.  Hill. 

Prayer  for  the  dying  Christia?i. 

1  Gently,  my  Father,  let  me  down 

To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death  : 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 

E'en  till  my  last  expiring  breath. 

2  Soon  will  the  storms  of  life  be  o'er, 

And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest : 
There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  more, 
And  bless  thy  name  forever  blest. 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within  ; 

Let  childlike  patience  keep  my  heart ; 
Then  shall  I  feel  my  heaven  begin, 
Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

537  •  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

u  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the   Shadow  of 
Death,  I  will  fear  no  evil,  for  thou  art  with  me."     Ps.  23. 

1  Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul ! 
Thou  must  go  forth  alone, 
To  other  scenes,  to  other  worlds, 
That  mortal  hath  not  known. 
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Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul, — 

To  tread  the  narrow  vale  ; 
But  He,  whose  word  is  sure,  hath  said 

His  comforts  shall  not  fail. 

2  Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul, 

Along  the  darksome  way ; 
Where  the  bright  sun  has  never  shed 

His  warm  and  gladsome  ray. 
And  yet  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Shall  rise  amidst  the  gloom, - 
And  scatter  from  thy  trembling  gaze 

The  shadows  of  the  tomb. 

3  Thou  must  go  forth  alone,  my  soul ! 

To  meet  thy  God  above  : 
But  shrink  not — He  hath  said,  my  soul, 

He  is  a  God  of  love. 
His  rod  and  staff  shall  comfort  thee 

Across  the  dreary  road, 
Till  thou  shalt  join  the  blessed  ones 

In  heaven's  serene  abode. 


538.  7s.  &  4s.  M.  Mrs.  Gilbert. 

Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

1  When  the  vale  of  death  appears, 

Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 
0,  my  Father,  soothe  my  fears, 

Light  me  through  the  gloomy  way ; 

Break  the  shadows, 
Usher  in  eternal  day;  — 

2  Upward  from  this  dying  state 

Bid  my  waiting  soul  aspire ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate  ; 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre : 

Then,  triumphant, 
I  will  join  th'  immortal  choir. 


LIFE,    DEATH   AND    FUTURITY. 

539.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Happy  Death. 

1  Lord,  must  we  die  ?  0  let  us  die 

Trusting  in  thee  alone  ! 
Our  living  testimony  given, 
Then  leave  our  dying  one. 

2  If  we  must  die,  0  let  us  die 

In  peace  with  all  mankind, 
And  change  these  fleeting  joys  below 
For  pleasures  all  refined. 

3  If  we  must  die, — as  die  we  must, — 

Let  some  kind  seraph  come, 
And  bear  us  on  his  friendly  wing 
To  our  celestial  home  ! 

4  Of  Canaan's  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 

May  we  but  have  a  view ! 
Though  Jordan  should  o'erflow  its  banks, 
We  '11  boldly  venture  through. 

*T10.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Hour  of  Death,  and  Entrance  on  Immortality. 

1  0  God  unseen — but  not  unknown  ! 

Thine  eye  is  ever  fixed  on  me  ; 
I  dwell  beneath  thy  secret  throne, 
Encompassed  by  thy  deity. 

2  The  moment  comes  when  strength  must  fail, 

When,  health  and  hope  and  comfort  flown, 
I  must  go  down  into  the  vale 

And  shade  of  death,  with  thee  alone : 

3  Alone  with  thee  ;  —  m  that  dread  strife, 

Uphold  me  through  mine  agonv, 
And  gently  be  this  dying  life 
Exchanged  for  immortality. 
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4  Then,  when  th'  unbodied  spirit  lands 

Where  flesh  and  blood  have  never  trod, 
And  in  the  unveiled  presence  stands 
Of  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God : 

5  Be  mine  eternal  portion  this, 

Since  thou  wert  always  here  with  me, 
That  I  may  view  thy  face  in  bliss, 
And  be  for  evermore  with  thee. 

3  It.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Meditation  on  Death. 

1  Behold  the  path  which  mortals  tread, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead ! 
Nor  will  the  fleeting  moments  stay, 
Nor  can  we  measure  back  our  day. 

2  Our  kindred  and  our  friends  are  gone ; 
Know,  0  my  soul !  this  doom  my  own ; 
Feeble  as  theirs  my  mortal  frame, 

The  same  my  way,  my  home  the  same. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  thy  way  prepare, 
And  lose  in  this  each  mortal  care ; 
With  steady  feet  that  path  be  trod, 
Which,  through  the  grave,  conducts  to  God. 

4  Father !  to  thee  my  all  I  trust ; 
And  if  thou  call  me  down  to  dust, 

I  know  thy  voice,  I  bless  thy  hand, 
And  die  in  peace  at  thy  command. 

542.  7s.  M.  Pope. 

The  Dying,  Christian  to  his  Soul ! 

1  Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame  ! 
Quit,  0  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life  ! 
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2  Hark  !  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away !" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  !  —  it  disappears  ! 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  !  —  my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring : 

Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount,  I  fly ! 
O  grave  !  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 


543.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  Sweet  is  the  scene  when  virtue  dies  ! 

When  sinks  a  righteous  soul  to  rest ; 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes, 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away, 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day, 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

4  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blessed  the  righteous  when  he  dies  !" 
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544.  C.   M.  PEABODY. 

The  Christian's  Death. 

1  Behold  the  western  evening  light ! 

It  melts  in  deeper  gloom ; 
So  calm  the  righteous  sink  away, 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 
The  winds  breathe  low — the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ! 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 

When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

2  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'T  is  like  the  peace  the  dying  gives 

To  mourners  round  his  bed. 
How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast ! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind, 

When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last, 

3  And  lo !  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears  ! 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 

Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 
Night  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 

Shall  wake,  to  close  no  more. 

545.  7s.  M.  Anonymous* 

Dirge. 

1  Clay  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust ! 
Let  them  mingle  —  for  they  must! 
Give  to  earth  the  earthly  clod, 
For  the  spirit 's  fled  to  God. 
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2  Never  more  shall  midnight's  damp 
Darken  round  this  mortal  lamp  ; 
Never  more  shall  noon-day's  glance 
Search  this  mortal  countenance. 

3  Deep  the  pit,  and  cold  the  bed, 
Where  the  spoils  of  death  are  laid ; 
Stiff  the  curtains,  chill  the  gloom, 
Of  man's  melancholy  tomb. 

4  Look  aloft!     The  spirit's  risen  — 
Death  cannot  the  soul  imprison  ; 
'T  is  in  heaven  that  spirits  dwell, 
Glorious,  though  invisible. 


546.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Same. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ! 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  thy  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  crave,  and  blessed  the  bed; 
Then  rest,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  0  earth,  his  sovereign  word ! 

thy  trust !  the  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 
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547.  C.  M.  Watts. 

"Blessed  are  the  dead,  who  die  in  the  LordP 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims, 

For  all  the  pious  dead ; 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  hed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  blessed ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sin  released, 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord  ! 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

548.  Vs.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 
"Blessed  are  tne  dead,  that  die  in  the  LordP 

1  Hark  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky  ! 

Happy  are  the  faithful  dead, 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die  ! 

They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed. 

2  Ready  for  their  glorious  crown, — 

Sorrows  past  and  sins  forgiven, — 
Here  they  lay  their  burthen  down, 
Hallowed  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 

3  Yes !  the  Christian's  course  is  run  : 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  work  is  done ; 
Death  is  swallowed  up  in  life. 

4  When  from  flesh  the  spirit  freed 

Hastens  homeward  to  return, 
Mortals  cry,  "  A  man  is  dead  !  " 
Angeb  sing,  "  A  child  is  born!" 
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549.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Mackay. 
''•Asleep  in  Christ." 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woes  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power ! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding  place  ; 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland's  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

550.  CM.  81.  Anonymous. 
The  Resurrection. 

1  All  nature  dies  and  lives  again  : 

The  flowers  that  paint  the  field, 
The  trees  that  crown  the  mountain's  brow, 

And  boughs  and  blossoms  yield, — 
Resign  the  honors  of  their  form 

At  winter's  stormy  blast, 
And  leave  the  naked,  leafless  plain 

A  desolated  waste. 

2  Yet,  soon  reviving,  plants  and  flowers 

Aii"\v  shall  deck  the  plain  ; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring, 
And  flourish  i^reen  ac;ain. 
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LIFE,    DEATH    AND    FUTURITY. 

So,  to  the  dreary  grave  consigned, 
Man  sleeps  in  death's  dark  gloom, 

Until  th'  eternal  morning  wake 
The  slumbers  of  the  tomb. 

O  may  the  grave  become  to  me 

The  bed  of  peaceful  rest, 
Whence  I  shall  gladly  rise  at  length, 

And  mingle  with  the  blessed ! 
Cheered  by  this  hope,  with  patient  mind 

I  '11  wait  Heaven's  high  decree, 
Till  the  appointed  period  come 

When  death  shall  set  me  free. 


551.  C.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith, 

The  Changes  of  Nature  Types  of  Immortality. 

1  As  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread 

Across  the  evening  sky ; 
So  man's  bright  hours  decline  in  shade, 
And  mortal  comforts  die. 

2  The  bloom  of  spring,  the  summer  rose, 

In  vain  pale  winter  brave  ; 
Nor  youth,  nor  age,  nor  wisdom  knows 
A  ransom  from  the  grave. 

3  But  morning  dawns  and  spring  revives, 

And  genial  hours  return ; 
So  man's  immortal  soul  survives, 
And  scorns  the  mouldering  urn. 

4  When  this  vain  scene  no  longer  charms, 

Or  swiftly  fades  away, 
He  sinks  into  a  Father's  arms, 
Nor  dreads  the  coming  day. 
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539.  Peculiar  M.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  cannot  die  : 

Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him, 

And  short  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave ; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound  him, 
Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save  : 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high, — 
The  Saviour  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

2  Glory  to  God  in  full  anthems  of  joy, 

The  being  he  gave  us  death  cannot  destroy : 
Sad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 

If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were  our  end ; 
But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend : 
Lift,  then,  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

5SH.  7S.   M.  CUDWORTH. 

The  Same. 

1  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say ; 
Raise  your  songs  of  triumph  high  : 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and,  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won  ; 
Lo  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 

Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal  ; 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

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4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

554.  C.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 
Nature  Transitory — the  Soul  Immortal. 

1  See  lovely  nature  raise  her  head, 

In  various  graces  dressed ; 

Her  lucid  robe  by  ocean  spread, 

Her  verdant,  flowery  vest. 

2  How  glorious  are  those  orbs  of  light, 

In  all  their  bright  array, 
That  gem  the  ebon  brow  of  night, 
Or  pour  the  blaze  of  day  ! 

3  One  gem  of  purest  ray,  divine, 

Alone  disclaims  her  power ; 
Still  brighter  shall  its  glories  shine, 
When  hers  are  seen  no  more. 

4  Her  pageants  pass,  nor  leave  a  trace ; 

The  soul  no  change  shall  fear; 
The  God  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Has  stamped  his  image  there. 

555.  C.  M.  Watts. 

A  Prospect  of  Heaven. 

1  TIiere  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 
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3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  liviftg  green  : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
And  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  0  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, — 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes. 

5  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, — 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

55G.  S.  II.  Stennett. 

Surpassing  Glories  of  Eternity. 

1  How  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 

Each  morning  shall  thy  mercies  show, — 
Each  night  thy  truth  record. 

2  Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun, 
Dawned  on  our  early  days, 

Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 
To  form  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  But  we  expect  a  day 
Still  brighter  far  than  this, 

When  death  shall  bear  our  souls  away 
To  realms  of  light  and  bliss. 

4  Nor  shall  that  radiant  day, 
So  joyfully  begun, 

In  evening  shadows  die  away 
Beneath  the  setting  sun. 

5  How  various  and  how  new 
Are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

Eternity  thy  love  shall  show, 
And  all  thy  truth  record. 
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557.  &*  &  6s.  M.  w.  B.  Tappan 

Heaven  Anticipated. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 

'T  is  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear — 'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven, — 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

558.  C.  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 
The  Society  of  Heaven. 

1  Jerusalem!  my  glorious  home  ! 
Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 

In  joy,  and  peace  and  thee  ? 
When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

1  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
f"  shining  gold. 
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2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats  !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 

I  onward  press  to  you. 
Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I  've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 

And  realms  of  endless  day. 

3  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 

Will  join  the  glorious  band. 
Jerusalem  !   my  glorious  home  ! 

jly  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 

When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 


559.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

Heaven. 

1  Far  from  these  scenes  of  night 
Unbounded  glories  rise, 

And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  No  cloud  those  regions  know, 
Forever  bright  and  fair ; 

For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

3  There  night  is  never  known, 
Nor  sun's  faint,  sickly  ray ; 

But  glory  from  th'  eternal  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

4  0  may  this  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  with  ardent  love  ! 

And  lively  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

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560*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  World  to  Come. 

1  There  is  a  world  we  have  not  seen, 

That  wasting  time  can  ne'er  destroy, 
Where  mortal  footstep  hath  not  been, 
Nor  ear  hath  caught  its  sounds  of  joy. 

2  That  world  to  come  !  and  0  how  blest !  — 

Fairer  than  prophets  ever  told ; 
And  never  did  an  angel-guest 
One  half  its  blessedness  unfold. 

3  It  is  all  holy  and  serene, — 

The  land  of  glory  and  repose  ; 
And  there,  to  dim  the  radiant  scene, 
No  tear  of  sorrow  ever  flows. 

4  It  is  not  fanned  by  summer  gale  ; 

'T  is  not  refreshed  by  vernal  showers  ; 
It  never  needs  the  moon-beam  pale, 

For  there  are  known  no  evening  hours. 

5  There  forms  unseen  by  mortal  eye, 

Too  glorious  for  our  sight  to  bear, 
Are  walking  with  their  God  on  high, 
And  waiting  our  arrival  there. 

561.  CM.  H.  Ballou 

Heavenly  Zion. 

1  Behold,  on  Zion's  heavenly  shore, 

A  pure  and  countless  band, 
Whose  conflicts  and  whose  toils  are  o'er, 
In  glorious  order  stand. 

2  From  earth's  remotest  bounds  they  came, 

From  tribulations  great, 
And,  through  the  victories  of  the  Lamb, 
Have  reached  the  heavenly  state. 
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3  Hunger  and  thirst  they  know  no  more, 

From  burning  heats  refreshed ; 
The  Lamb  shall  feed  them  from  his  store, 
And  give  them  endless  rest. 

4  God  all  their  tears  shall  wipe  away, 

And  they  his  wonders  tell, 
While  in  his  temple  they  shall  stay, 
And  God  with  them  shall  dwell. 


562.  7s.  M.  Raffles. 

The  Saints  in  Glory. 

1  High,  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above, 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 
Happy  in  Immanuel's  love. 

2  Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

3  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  the  angelic  lyres  above 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  rise, — 
Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love. 

563.  S.  M.  e.  Palmer. 

Heavenly  Rest. 

1  And  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest, 
For  weary  souls  designed, 

Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  ? 

2  Is  there  a  blissful  home, 
Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet, 

And  live  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 
From  that  serene  retreat  ? 
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3  Forever  blessed  they, 
Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 

While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land. 

4  My  soul  would  thither  tend, 
While  toilsome  years  are  given ; 

Then  let  me,  gracious  God,  ascend 
To  sweet  repose  in  heaven. 

<*564.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Better  Land. 

1  There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen, 

In  visions  of  enraptured  thought 
So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught;  — 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise, 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find, 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 

565»  C.  H.  M.  Sacred  Lyrics. 

The  Everlasting  Bliss  of  Heaven. 

1  Heaven  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease, 
Where  toils  and  tears  are  o'er;  — 
The  blissful  clime  of  rest  and  peace, 
Where  cares  distract  no  more  ; 
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And  not  the  shadow  of  distress 
Dims  its  unsullied  blessedness. 

Heaven  is  the  dwelling-place  of  joy, 
The  home  of  light  and  love, 

Where  faith  and  hope  in  rapture  die, 
And  ransomed  souls  above 

Enjoy,  before  th'  eternal  throne, 

Bliss  everlasting  and  unknown. 


MOURNING  AND  CONSOLATION. 

566.  L.  M.  Bryant 

11  Blessed  are  they  that  mourns 

1  Deem  not  that  they  are  blessed  alone, 

Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep ; 
The  God,  who  loves  our  race,  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  0,  there  are  days  of  sunny  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night ! 
Grief  may  abide,  an  evening  guest, 
But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier 

Sheddest  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  For  God  hath  marked  each  anguished  day, 

And  numbered  every  secret  tear ; 
And  heaven's  loner  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 
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567.  12s.  &  lis.  M.  Hebek. 

Farewell  to  a  Friend  Departed. 

1  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  de- 

plore thee ; 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the 

tomb ; 
The  Saviour  has  passed  through  its  portals  before 

thee; 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 

the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  we  no  longer  behold 

thee, 

Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy 
side : 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  en- 
fold thee, 

And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  hath 
died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  and,  its  mansion  for- 

saking, 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  lingered 
long; 
But  the  sunshine  of  heaven  beamed  bright  on  thy 
waking, 
And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the  sera- 
phim's song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  de- 

plore thee ; 
Since  God  was  thy  Kefuge,  thy  Guardian,  thy 
Guide ; 
He  gave   thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 
thee ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  hath 
died. 

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568,  C.   M.  Barbauld. 

The  Mourner 's  Thoughts  of  Heaven. 

1  Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep  ; 

Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er ; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 

2  0,  might  some  dream  of  visioned  bliss, 

Some  trance  of  rapture,  show 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  from  human  woe  ! 

3  Thence  may  their  pure  devotion's  flame 

On  us,  on  us  descend ; 
To  us  their  strong  aspiring  hopes, 
Their  faith,  their  fervors  lend. 

4  Let  these  our  shadowy  path  illume, 

And  teach  the  chastened  mind 
To  welcome  all  that 's  left  of  good, 
To  all  that 's  lost  resigned. 

569.  L.   M.  Norton. 
Blessedness  of  the  Pious  Dead. 

1  O,  stay  thy  tears ;  for  they  are  blest, 

Whose  days  are  past,  whose  toil  is  done  : 
Here  midnight  care  disturbs  our  rest; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noonday  sun. 

2  How  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 

Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight ! 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears ; 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright. 

3  0,  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way ; 

But  Heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day, 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb. 
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4  0,  stay  thy  tears  :  the  blest  above 

Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth, 
And  sung  a  song  of  joy  and  love  ; 

Then  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 


570.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourney. 

u  Weep  for  yourselves,  and  for  your  children." 

1  We  mourn  for  those  who  toil, 
The  slave  who  ploughs  the  main, 

Or  him  who  hopeless  tills  the  soil 

Beneath  the  stripe  and  chain  : 

For  those  who,  in  the  race, 

O'erwearied  and  unblest, 
A  host  of  restless  phantoms  chase  ;  — 

Why  mourn  for  those  who  rest  ? 

2  We  mourn  for  those  who  sin  ? 
Bound  in  the  tempter's  snare, 

Whom  syren  pleasure  beckons  in 

To  prisons  of  despair  ; 

Whose  hearts,  by  passions  torn, 

Are  wrecked  on  folly's  shore  ;  — 
But  why  in  sorrow  should  we  mourn 

For  those  who  sin  no  more  ? 

3  We  mourn  for  those  who  weep ; 
Whom  stern  afflictions  bend 

With  anguish  o'er  the  lowly  sleep 

Of  lover  or  of  friend  : 

But  they  to  whom  the  sway 

Of  pain  and  grief  is  o'er, 
Whose  tears  our  God  hath  wiped  away, 

0  mourn  for  them  no  more ! 
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571.  L.  M.  W.  J.  Lorino. 

"Weep  not  for  me!" 

1  Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe, 

Who  We  fled  and  left  thee  mourning  here  ? 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe, 
They  glory  in  a  brighter  sphere. 

2  Weep  not  for  them  ;  —  beside  thee  now 

Perhaps  they  watch  with  guardian  care, 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  flow 

O'er  those  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 

3  Or  round  their  Father's  throne,  above, 

With  raptured  voice  his  praise  they  sing; 
Or  on  his  messages  of  love, 

They  journey  with  unwearied  wing. 

4  Weep,  weep  no  more  ;  their  voices  raise 

The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God; 
And  wouldst  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Walk  humbly  in  the  path  they  trod. 

572.  P.  M.  Montgomery. 

Friends  die,  but  to  live  again. 

1  Friend  after  friend  departs  ; 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 

There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts, 

That  finds  not  here  an  end. 
Were  this  frail  world  our  only  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  There  is  a  world  above, 
Where  parting  is  unknown, — 

A  whole  eternity  of  love 

And  blessedness  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here, 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphere. 
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3     Thus,  star  by  star  declines 

Till  all  are  passed  away, 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day. 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night — 
They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 


573.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Hope  of  Reunion  above. 

1  When  floating  on  life's  troubled  sea, 

By  storms  and  tempests  driven, 
Hope,  with  her  radiant  finger,  points 
To  brighter  scenes  in  heaven. 

2  She  bids  the  storms  of  life  to  cease, 

The  troubled  breast  be  calm ; 
And  in  the  wounded  heart  she  pours 
Religion's  healing  balm. 

3  Her  hallowed  influence  cheers  life's  hours 

Of  sadness  and  of  gloom ; 
She  guides  us  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  joys  beyond  the  tomb. 

4  She  bids  the  anguished  heart  rejoice  : 

Though  earthly  ties  are  riven, 
We  still  may  hope  to  meet  again 
In  yonder  peaceful  heaven. 

574.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Comfort  under  Bereavements. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
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2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

575.  lis.  &  10s.  M.       Spiritual  Songs. 
Invitation  to  the  Mercy-seat. 

1  Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  ; 

Come,  at  the  mercy-seat  fervently  kneel : 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your 
anguish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

576.  7s.  M.  J.  H.  Bancroft. 

The  Christian's  Burial. 

1  Brother,  though  from  yonder  sky 
Cometh  neither  voice  nor  cry, 
Yet  we  know  for  thee  to-day 
Every  pain  hath  passed  away. 

2  Not  for  thee  shall  tears  be  given, 
Child  of  God  and  heir  of  heaven; 
For  he  gave  thee  sweet  release  ; 
Thine  the  Christian's  death  of  peace. 

3  Well  we  know  thy  living  faith 
Had  the  power  to  conquer  death ; 
As  a  living  rose  may  bloom 

By  the  border  of  the  tomb. 

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MOURNING   AND    CONSOLATION. 

4  While  we  weep  as  Jesus  wept, 
Thou  shalt  sleep  as  Jesus  slept : 
With  thy  Saviour  thou  shalt  rest, 
Crowned,  and  glorified  and  blest. 

577.  CM.  Anonymous. 

Peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  saw  his  parting  breath, 
Without  a  struggle  or  a  sigh, 

Serenely  yield  to  death  : 
There  was  no  anguish  on  his  brow, 

Nor  terror  in  his  eye  ; 
The  spoiler  aimed  a  fatal  dart, 

But  lost  the  victory. 

2  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  heard  the  holy  prayer 
Which  rose  above  that  breathless  form, 

To  soothe  the  mourners'  care, 
And  felt  how  precious  was  the  gift 

He  to  his  loved  ones  gave, — 
The  stainless  memory  of  the  just, 

The  wealth  beyond  the  grave. 

3  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man ; 

And  all  our  earthly  trust 
Of  pleasure,  vanity,  or  pride, 

Seemed  lighter  than  the  dust, 
Compared  with  his  celestial  gain, — 

A  home  above  the  sky: 
0,  grant  us,  Lord,  his  life  to  live, 

That  we  like  him  may  die. 
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578.  L.  M.  Fergus. 

At  a  Funeral. 

1  Farewell  !  what  power  of  words  can  tell 
The  sorrows  of  a  last  farewell, 

When,  standing  by  the  mournful  bier, 
We  mingle  with  our  prayers  a  tear ! 

2  When  memory  tells  of  days  gone  by, 
Of  blighted  hope  and  vanished  joy  : 
Bright  hopes  that  withered  like  a  flower, 
Cut  down  and  faded  in  an  hour. 

3  Give  forth  thy  chime,  thou  solemn  bell, 
Thou  grave,  unfold  thy  marble  cell ; 
Oh  earth  !  receive  upon  thy  breast 
The  weary  trav'ller  to  his  rest. 

4  Oh  God,  extend  thy  arms  of  love, 
A  spirit  seeketh  thee  above  ! 

Ye  heav'nly  palaces  unclose, 
Receive  the  weary  to  repose  ! 

579.  C.  M.  L.  H.  SiaOUBNEY. 
Burial  of  a  Friend. 

1  As,  bowed  by  sudden  storms,  the  rose 

Sinks  on  the  garden's  breast, 
Down  to  the  grave  our  brother  goes, 
In  silence  there  to  rest. 

2  No  more  with  us  his  tuneful  voice 

The  hymn  of  praise  shall  swell; 
No  more  his  cheerful  heart  rejoice 
When  peals  the  Sabbath  bell. 

3  Yet,  if,  in  yonder  cloudless  sphere, 

Amid  a  sinless  throng, 
He  utters  in  his  Saviour's  ear 
The  everlasting  song, — 
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4  No  more  we  '11  mourn  the  absent  friend, 
But  lift  our  earnest  prayer, 
And  daily  every  effort  bend 
To  rise  and  join  him  there. 

580.  C.  M.  Houghton 

The  Re-union  of  Friends  after  Death. 

1  Blest  be  the  hour  when  friends  shall  meet, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more, 
And  with  celestial  welcome  greet, 
On  an  immortal  shore. 

2  Sweet  hope,  deep  cherished,  not  in  vain, 

Now  art  thou  richly  crowned  ! 
All  that  was  dead  revives  again ; 
All  that  was  lost  is  found ! 

3  The  parent  eyes  his  long-lost  child ; 

Brothers  on  brothers  gaze  : 
The  tear  of  resignation  mild 
Is  changed  to  joy  and  praise. 

4  And  while  remembrance,  lingering  still, 

Draws  joy  from  sorrowing  hours  ; 
New  prospects  rise,  new  pleasures  fill 
The  soul's  capacious  powers. 

5  Their  Father  fans  their  generous  flame, 

And  looks  complacent  down  ; 
The  smile  that  owns  their  filial  claim 
Is  their  immortal  crown. 

581*  L-  M.  Anonymous. 

"Not  lost,  bvt  gone  before.'1 

1   Sav,  why  should  friendship  grieve  for  those 

Who  safe  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore  ? 

Released  from  all  their  hurtful  foes, 

They  are  not  lost  —  but  gone  before. 

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2  How  many  painful  days  on  earth 

Their  fainting  spirits  numbered  o'er ! 
Now  they  enjoy  a  heavenly  birth ; 
They  are  not  lost — but  gone  before. 

3  Dear  is  the  spot  where  Christians  sleep, 

And  sweet  the  strain  which  angels  pour ; 

0  why  should  we  in  anguish  weep  ? 
They  are  not  lost  —  but  gone  before. 

582.  L.  M.  Em.  Coll. 
Death  of  an  Infant. 

1  As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  morn, 

But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 

Thus  lovely  was  this  infant's  dawn, 

Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 

2  It  died  ere  its  expanding  soul 

Had  ever  burnt  with  wrong  desires, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  Heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fires. 

3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  the  boy 

Perhaps  has  spared  a  heavier  doom,  — 
Snatched  him  from  scenes  of  guilty  joy, 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ills  to  come. 

4  He  died  to  sin ;  he  died  to  care ; 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod ; 
Then,  rising  on  the  viewless  air, 

Spread  his  light  wings,  and  soared  to  God. 

583.  L.  M.  Steels. 

The  Same. 

1  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour ; 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

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2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  healing  art, 
To  soothe  the  anguish  of  the  heart? 
Spirit  of  grace,  be  ever  nigh  : 

Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Let  gentle  patience  smile  on  pain, 
Till  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

584.  C.  M.  Steele. 

Death  of  a  Child. 

1  Life  is  a  span,  —  a  fleeting  hour  : 

How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs ; 
And  nature  weeps,  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears; 

Thy  Saviour  dwells  on  high ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears ; 
There  joy  shall  never  die. 

5835.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Children  in  Heaven. 

1  In  the  broad  fields  of  heaven, — 
In  the  immortal  bowers, 
By  life's  clear  river  dwelling, 
Amid  undying  flowers, — 

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There  hosts  of  beauteous  spirits, 

Fair  children  of  the  earth, 
Linked  in  bright  bands  celestial, 

Sing  of  their  human  birth. 

2  They  sing  of  earth  and  heaven, — 

Divinest  voices  rise 
To  God,  their  gracious  Father, 

Who  called  them  to  the  skies  : 
They  all  are  there,  —  in  heaven, — 

Safe,  safe,  and  sweetly  blest; 
No  cloud  of  sin  can  shadow 

Their  bright  and  holy  rest. 

5§6.  S.  M.  Wilson. 

Death  of  a  Young  Girl. 

1  What  though  the  stream  be  dead, 
Its  banks  all  still  and  dry ! 

It  murmurs  o'er  a  lovelier  bed, 
In  air-groves  of  the  sky. 

2  What  though  our  bird  of  light 
Lie  mute  with  plumage  dim  ; 

In  heaven  I  see  her  glancing  bright, 
I  hear  her  angel  hymn. 

3  True  that  our  beauteous  doe 
Hath  left  her  still  retreat, 

But  purer  now  in  heavenly  snow, 
She  lies  at  Jesus'  feet. 

4  0  star  !  untimely  set ! 

Why  should  we  weep  for  thee ! 
Thy  bright  and  dewy  coronet 
Is  rising  o'er  the  sea. 

587.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Dirge  for  an  Infant. 

1  Lay  her  gently  in  the  dust; 

Grievous  task,  but  oh  !  ye  must ! 

Hear  the  sentence,  "  earth  to  earth, 

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Spirit  to  immortal  birth ;" 
Youthful,  gentle,  undefiled, 
Angels  nurture  now  the  child ! 

2  Upward  soaring,  like  the  dove, 
Bearing  with  her  chains  of  love ; 
Not  to  draw  her  spirit  back, 
But  to  smooth  her  upward  track : 
Her,  the  youngest  of  thy  fold, 
Angels  watch  with  love  untold ! 

3  With  the  Rock  of  Ages  trust, 
That  which  was  enshrined  in  dust ; 
Eobed  in  ever-spotless  white, 

In  an  atmosphere  of  light, 
By  the  never-failing  springs 
Rests  she  now  her  weary  wings. 

588.  C.  M.  H.  Bacok. 

Death  of  a  Child. 

1  Thou  gavest,  and  we  yield  to  thee, 

God  of  the  human  heart ! 
For  bitter  though  grief's  cup  may  be, 
Thou  givest  but  our  part. 

2  0,  thou  canst  bid  our  grief  be  stilled, 

Yet  not  rebuke  our  tears ; 
How  large  a  place  his  presence  filled ! 
How  vacant  it  appears  ! 

3  We  mourn  the  sunshine  of  his  smile, 

The  tendrils  of  his  love  ; 
Oh,  was  he  loved  too  well  the  while 
Ere  he  was  called  above  ? 

4  Our  chastened  spirits  bow  in  prayer, 

And  blend  all  prayers  in  one, — 
Give  us  the  hope  to  meet  him  there, 
When  life's  full  task  is  done. 
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MOURNING   AND   CONSOLATION. 

589.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans, 
Death  of  the  Young. 

1  Calm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 

Young  spirit,  rest  thee  now ! 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footsteps  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath ! 

Soul,  to  its  place  on  high ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death, 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  bowers, 

Whence  thy  meek  smile  is  gone ; 
But  0,  a  brighter  home  than  ours, 
In  heaven  is  now  thine  own. 

590.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 
Death  of  a  Young  Girl. 

1  Sistek,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 

Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber  — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low : 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 

But  't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us  : 

He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 
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591.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Bap.  Memorial. 

Burial  of  a  Christian  Brother. 

1  Brother,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow ; 

Death  is  o'er  and  life  is  won ; 
On  thy  slumber  dawns  no  morrow : 
Rest ;  thine  earthly  race  is  run. 

2  Brother,  wake  ;  the  night  is  waning ; 

Endless  day  is  round  thee  poured ; 
Enter  thou  the  rest  remaining 
For  the  people  of  the  Lord. 

3  Brother,  wake  ;  for  he  who  loved  thee, — 

He  who  died  that  thou  mightst  live, — 
He  who  graciously  approved  thee, — 
Waits  thy  crown  of  joy  to  give. 

4  Fare  thee  well ;  though  woe  is  blending 

With  the  tones  of  earthly  love, 

Triumph  high  and  joy  unending 

Wait  thee  in  the  realms  above. 

592.  10s.  M.  Montgomery. 
Death  of  a  Christian  in  his  prime. 

1  Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 

In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power ; 
A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time, 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave  ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease  ; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves,  thy  harvest  task  is  done ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home  ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave,  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 

In  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high; 
And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

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MOURNING    AND    CONSOLATION. 

4  Go  to  the  grave  :  — no,  take  thy  seat  above  ; 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 


593.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

On  the  Death  of  an  aged  Christian. 

11 1  have  fought  a  good  fight ;  I  have  finished  my  courseP 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ : 

The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 

Enter  thy  Master's  joy. 

The  voice  at  midnight  came, 

He  started  up  to  hear ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  — 

He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 

2  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 
It  found  him  on  the  field, 

A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 

Beneath  his  red-cross  shield 

His  spirit,  with  a  bound, 

Burst  its  encumbering  clay; 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground, 

A  darkened  ruin  lay. 

3  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labor  and  sorrow  cease, 

And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 

His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

Soldier  of  Christ !  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thv  new  employ ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 

Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 
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MOURNING   AND    CONSOLATION. 

594.  C.  M.  Dale. 

Death  of  a  Christian. 

1  Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 

We  will  not  weep  for  thee  : 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear; 
It  is,  that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 

The  tears  of  love  restrain  : 
O,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 
Could  wish  thee  here  again ! 

3  Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone  ; 
Joy  breathed  in  thy  expiring  sigh, 
To  think  the  race  was  run. 

4  The  passing  spirit  gently  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine  ; 
0,  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 
And  make  our  end  like  thine. 

595.  L.  M.  Fawcett. 

Death  of  Parents. 

1  The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge 

The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  honored  parents  fall  around, 

When  friends  beloved  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 

Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend ; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Their  mighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide, 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 

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MOURNING    AND    CONSOLATION. 

4  To  thee>  our  Father,  would  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend, 
And  on  thy  gracious  love  and  truth 
With  humble,  steadfast  hope  depend. 

596.  7s.  M.  H.  S.  Washburn. 
The  Pastors  Funeral. 

1  Father,  gathered  round  the  bier, 
Aid  thy  weeping  children  here  ; 
All  our  stricken  hearts  deplore 
Loss  of  him  we  meet  no  more. 

2  Tender  are  the  rites  we  pay, 
Pastor,  o'er  thy  sleeping  clay  ; 
We,  who  late  the  welcome  gave, 
~\Iust  we  bear  thee  to  thy  grave  ? 

3  Earth,  unto  thy  faithful  trust, 
We  commit  this  precious  dust, 
There,  by  pain  no  more  oppressed, 
Brother,  thou  wilt  sweetly  rest. 

4  Glorious  will  that  morning  break, 
When  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  wake  ; 
Joy  and  grief  our  bosoms  swell, 
Brother,  pastor,  guide,  farewell. 

597.  P.   M.  Anonymous. 
Death  of  a  Minister, 

1  "  On  Zion's  holy  walls 

Is  quenched  a  beacoivlin-ht, 
In  vain  the  watchman  calls  — 

11  Sentry  !  what  of  the  night  ? " 
No  answering  voice  is  here, 

Say  —  does  the  soldier  sleep? 
0  yes  —  upon  the  bier, 

His  watch  no  more  to  keep. 

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MOURNING    AND    CONSOLATION. 

2  Still  is  that  heaven-touched  tongue, 

Pulseless  the  throbbing  breast ; 
That  voice  with  music  strung, 

Forever  put  to  rest. 
To  rest  ?     A  living  thought, 

Undimmed,  unquenched,  he  soars 
An  essence,  spirit-wrought, 

Of  yon  immortal  shores. 

•  3  Peace  to  thee,  man  of  God  ! 

Thine  earthly  toils  are  o'er, 
The  thorny  path  is  trod, 

The  Shepherd  trod  before, — 
Full  well  he  kept  his  word  — 

"I'm  with  thee  to  the  end ; 
Fear  not!     I  am  the  Lord, 

Thy  never-failing  friend ! " 

4  We  weave  no  dirge  for  thee, 

It  should  not  call  a  tear 
To  know  that  thou  art  free ; 

Thy  home  —  it  was  not  here  ! 
Joy  to  thee,  man  of  God  ! 

Thy  heaven-course  is  begun, 
Unshrinking,  thou  has  trod 

Death's  vale, — thy  race  is  run. 

598.  8s.  &  7s.  M.         L.  H.  Sioourney. 

The  Same. 

1  Pastor,  thou  art  from  us  taken 

In  the  glory  of  thy  years, 
As  the  oak,  by  tempests  shaken, 
Falls  ere  time  its  verdure  sears. 

2  Pale  and  cold  we  see  thee  lying 

In  God's  temple,  once  so  dear, 
And  the  mourner's  bitter  sighing 
Falls  unheeded  on  thine  ear. 
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MOURNING    AND    CONSOLATION. 

3  All  thy  love  and  zeal,  to  lead  us 

Where  immortal  fountains  flow, 
And  on  living  bread  to  feed  us, 
In  our  fond  remembrance  glow. 

4  May  the  conquering  faith,  that  cheered  thee 

When  thy  foot  on  Jordan  pressed, 
Guide  our  spirits  while  we  leave  thee 
In  the  tomb  that  Jesus  blessed. 

599.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
The  Same. 

1  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade ; 
What  though  our  teacher  and  our  friend 
Is  numbered  with  the  dead  ;  — 

2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  dumb  th'  instructive  tongue  ? 

3  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

His  teaching  to  impart : 
Lord,  be  our  Leader  and  our  Guide, 
And  rule  and  keep  our  heart. 

4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store, 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

600.  7s.  &  6s.  ML  C.  Wesley. 

Adieu  to  a  Departed  Christian  Friend. 

1  Farewell,  thou  once  a  mortal, 
Our  poor,  afflicted  friend  ; 
Go,  pass  the  heavenly  portal, 
To  God.  thy  glorious  end. 
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2  The  Author  of  thy  being 

Hath  summoned  thee  away; 
And  faith  is  lost  in  seeing, 
And  night  in  endless  day. 

3  With  those  that  went  before  thee, 

The  saints  of  ancient  days, 
Who  shine  in  sacred  story, 
Thy  soul  hath  found  its  place. 

4  No  loss  of  friends  shall  grieve  thee ; 

That  —  we  alone  must  bear; 
They  cannot,  cannot  leave  thee, 
Thy  kind  companions  there. 

5  From  all  thy  care  and  sorrow 

Thou  art  escaped  to-day ; 
And  we  shall  mount  to-morrow, 
And  soar  to  thee  away. 

601.  7s.  M.  C.Wesley. 

The  Christian's  Death. 

1  Lo  !  the  prisoner  is  released, 

Lightened  of  his  fleshly  load ; 
Where  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

He  is  gathered  unto  God : 
Lo  !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 

And  his  warfare  now  is  o'er  ; 
Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast, 

Grief  and  suffering  are  no  more, 

2  Yes  !  the  Christian's  course  is  run, 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife  ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  crown  is  won, 

Death  is  swallowed  up  of  life ; 
Borne  by  angels  on  their  wings, 

Far  from  earth  his  spirit  flies 
To  tne  Lord  he  loved,  and  sings 

Triumphing  in  paradise. 
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MOURNING    AND    CONSOLATION. 

3  Join  we  then  with  one  accord 

In  the  new  and  joyful  song ; 
Absent  from  our  glorious  Lord 

We  shall  not  continue  long : 
We  shall  quit  the  house  of  clay, 

Better  joys  with  him  to  share  ; 
We  shall  see  the  realms  of  day, 

We  shall  meet  our  brethren  there. 


602.  C.  M.  Knowles. 
The  Mourner  Comforted. 

1  0,  weep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade 

Like  evening  lights  away, 
For  hopes  that,  like  the  stars  decayed, 

Have  left  thy  mortal  day ; 
The  clouds  of  sorrow  will  depart, 

And  brilliant  skies  be  given ; 
For  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

Amid  the  bowers  of  heaven. 

2  0  weep  not  for  the  friends  that  pass 

Into  the  lonely  grave, 
As  breezes  sweep  the  withered  grass 

Along  the  restless  wave ; 
For  though  thy  pleasures  may  depart, 

And  mournful  days  be  given  ; 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

When  friends  rejoin  in  heaven. 

603.  C.  M.  Wilson. 
Consolations  in  Bereavement. 

1  The  air  of  death  breathes  through  our  souls, 
The  dead  all  round  us  lie ; 
By  day  and  night  the  death-bell  tolls, 
And  says,  "  Prepare  to  die  ! " 
393 


MOURNING    AND    CONSOLATION. 

The  loving  ones  we  loved  the  best, 

Like  music  all  are  gone ; 
And  the  wan  moonlight  bathes  in  rest, 

Their  monumental  stone. 

But  not  when  the  death-prayer  is  said, 

The  life  of  life  departs  : 
The  body  in  the  grave  is  laid, 

Its  beauty  in  our  hearts. 

This  frame,  0  God,  this  feeble  breath, 
Thy  hand  may  soon  destroy ; 

We  think  of  thee,  and  feel  in  death 
A  deep  and  awful  joy. 

Dim  is  the  light  of  vanished  years 

In  glory  yet  to  come  ; 
0  idle  grief!    0  foolish  tears! 

When  Jesus  calls  us  home. 


604.  S.  M.  Ch.  Psalmody, 

The  Peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  O,  for  the  death  of  those 
Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

0,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

2  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 
On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 

3  With  us  their  names  shall  live 
Through  long-succeeding  years, 

Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give, — 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

603.  L.  M.  6 1.  Sarah  F.  Adams. 

"And  they  found  the  stone  rolled  away  from  the  sepulchre." 

1  The  mourners  came  at  break  of  day 

Unto  the  garden-sepulchre ; 
With  darkened  hearts  to  weep  and  pray, 

For  him,  the  loved  one  buried  there. 
What  radiant  light  dispels  the  gloom  ? 
An  angel  sits  beside  the  tomb. 

2  Then  mourn  we  not  beloved  dead, 

E'en  while  we  come  to  weep  and  pray; 
The  happy  spirit  far  hath  fled 

To  brighter  realms  of  endless  day ; 
Immortal  hope  dispels  the  gloom ! 
An  an^el  sits  beside  the  tomb. 


SUBMISSION   AND  RELIANCE. 

606 •  C.    M.  Anonymous. 

"Trust  ye  in  the  Lord." 

1  When  grief  and  anguish  press  me  down, 

And  hope  and  comfort  flee, 

I  cling,  0  Father,  to  thy  throne, 

And  stay  my  heart  on  thee. 

2  When  clouds  of  dark  temptation  rise, 

And  pour  their  wrath  on  me, 
To  thee  for  aid  I  turn  my  eyes, 
And  fix  my  trust  on  thee. 

3  When  death  invades  my  peaceful  home, 

The  sundered  ties  shall  be 
A  closer  bond  in  time  to  come, 
To  bind  my  heart  to  thee. 
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4  Lord, — "Not  my  will  but  thine  be  done!" 

My  soul  from  fear  set  free, 
Her  faith  shall  anchor  at  thy  throne, 
And  trust  alone  in  thee. 


607  •  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Weeping  Seed-  Time  and  Joyful  Harvest.    Ps.  126. 

1  The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers  ! 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers, 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

And  nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  But  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 

Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown  : 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 

And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes ! 

3  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  : 

And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

4  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come 
And  bind  his  sheaves  and  bear  them  home ; 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 

608.  L.  M.  61.  Grant. 

"He  is  able  to  save  unto  the  uttermost.'''' 

1  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And,  sore  dismayed,  my  spirit  dies ; 
Yet  he  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sick'ning  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

When,  mourning,  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while  ; 
Thou,  Saviour,  mark's t  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

And  oh,  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed  —  for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 


C.  M.  Cotton. 

God,  the  Refuge  of  the  Afflicted. 

1  Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave ; 
Though  o'er  our  heads  the  billows  roll, 
We  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  When  darkness  and  when  sorrows  rose, 

And  pressed  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  hath  still  sustained  our  steps, 
And  still  hath  been  our  Guide. 

3  Perhaps,  before  the  morning  dawn, 

He  will  restore  our  peace  ; 
For  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

4  Here  will  we  rest,  here  build  our  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  ; 
He  's  more  to  us  than  all  the  world, 
Our  Health,  our  Life,  our  God. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

610.  L.  M.  Miss  Dodd, 

"  Thy  will  be  done." 

1  My  Father,  grant  thy  presence  nigh 

To  bear  aloft  my  sinking  soul, 
When  sorrow  o'er  my  pathway  here 

In  widely  whelming  waves  doth  roll. 
0,  teach  mine  else  unguarded  heart, 

The  clouds  of  gloomy  doubt  to  shun, 
To  bow  unto  thy  chastening  hand, 

And  meekly  say  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Though  dark  to  us  thy  ways  may  seem, 

Thy  needful  chastisements  severe  ; 
Thou  dost  not  willingly  afflict, 

Nor  grieve  thy  erring  children  here. 
0,  teach  my  heart  to  lean  on  thee, 

Tc  faith  and  resignation  won, 
To  see  thy  love  in  all  its  ways, 

And  humbly  say,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

611*  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Holy  Contentment. 

1  Lord,  my  times  are  in  thy  hand : 
All  my  fondest  hopes  have  planned 
To  thy  wisdom  I  resign, 

And  would  make  thy  purpose  mine. 

2  Thou  my  daily  task  shalt  give ; 
Day  by  day  to  thee  I  live : 

So  shall  added  years  fulfil 
Not  my  own,  my  Father's  will. 

3  Fond  ambition,  whisper  not ; 
Happy  is  my  humble  lot  : 
Anxious,  busy  cares,  away; 
I  'm  provided  for  to-day. 

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4  O,  to  live  exempt  from  care, 
By  the  energy  of  prayer, 
Strong  in  faith,  with  mind  subdued, 
Yet  elate  with  gratitude  ! 


i.  L.  M.  6  1.  Anonymous 

Invocation  of  our  Father's  Presence. 

1  0  Father,  —  draw  us  after  thee  ! 

So  shall  we  run  and  never  tire  ; 
Thy  presence  still  our  comfort  be, 

Our  hope,  our  joy,  our  sole  desire ; 
Thy  Spirit  grant ;  —  for  neither  fear 
Nor  sin  can  come,  while  that  is  here. 

2  From  all  eternity,  with  love 

Unchangeable,  thou  hast  us  viewed; 
Before  these  beating  hearts  did  move, 

Thy  tender  mercies  us  pursued : 
Ever  with  us  may  they  abide, 
And  close  us  in  on  every  side. 

3  In  suffering  be  thy  love  our  peace; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  our  power ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

0  God !  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  our  guide, 
And  bear  us  through  death's  whelming  tide. 


fc.  C.  M.  Heginbotham. 

Praising  Gud  in  all  Changes. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
My  Father  and  my  God  ! 
1 11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  name  ; 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

2  In  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  appear ; 
Thy  mercies  gild  each  transient  scene, 
And  crown  each  lengthening  year. 

3  In  all  these  mercies  may  my  soul 

A  father's  bounty  see  : 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows 
Estrange  my  heart  from  thee. 

4  Then  will  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

Free  from  distressing  fear ; 

For  death  itself  is  life,  my  God, 

If  thou  art  with  me  there. 


614.  7s.  M.  COWPER. 

Welcome,  Cross. 

1  'T  is  my  happiness  below 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross, 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  every  loss  : 
Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, — 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain  and  toil : 
These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds 

Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil : 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 
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615*  L.   M.  AxNONYMOU*. 

"Thy  will  be  done." 

1  When  called,  0  Lord,  to  mourn  the  doom 

Of  one  affection  held  most  dear, — 
While  o'er  the  closing,  silent  tomb, 

The  bleeding  heart  distils  the  tear, — 
Though  love  its  tribute  sure  will  pay, 

And  early  streams  of  solace  shun, 
Still,  still  the  humble  soul  would  say, 

In  lowly  dust,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  Whate'er,  0  Lord,  thou  hast  designed 

To  bring  my  soul  to  thee  in  trust, 
If  miseries  or  afflictions  kind, — 

For  ail  thy  dealings,  Lord,  are  just, — 
Take  all,  but  grant,  in  goodness  free, 

That  love  which  ne'er  thy  stroke  should  shun  ; 
Support  this  heart  and  strengthen  me 

To  say  in  faith.  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

C1G.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

u  My  times  are  in  thy  hand." 

1  To  Thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known  ; 

My  soul  enjoys  the  thought; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face, 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2  Each  secret  breath  devotion  vents 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays  ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 

A  present  God  surveys. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

4  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 
And  in  thy  view  I  die ; 
And  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 

617.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Bkady 

Praising  God  through  all  Changes. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  in  his  succor  trust. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love ! 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

618.  S.  M. 

Trusting  in  God. 

1  From  early  dawning  light 
Till  evening  shades  arise, 

For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

2  Eemember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth ; 

Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

3     The  Lord  is  just  and  kind ; 
The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways, 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

619.  C.  M.  Cowter. 

Resignation  and  Trust. 

1  0  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No  !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize,  to  thee ; 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  But  ah !  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  the  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

630.  L.  M.  Bowel™, 

The  Same. 

1  On  light-beams  breaking  from  above, 

The  eternal  course  of  mercy  runs  ; 
And  by  ten  thousand  cords  of  love 
Our  heavenly  Father  guides  his  sons. 

2  Amidst  affliction's  thickest  host, 

And  sorrow's  darkest,  mightiest  band, 
The  heavenly  cord  is  drawn  the  most, 
And  most  is  felt  the  heavrnly  hand. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

3  Oh,  be  it  mine  to  feel,  to  see 

Through  earth's  perplexed  and  varying  road, 
The  cords  that  link  us,  God,  to  thee, 
And  draw  us  to  thine  own  abode. 

631.  L.  M.  Norton. 

Trust  and  Submission. 

1  My  God,  I  thank  thee  !  may  no  thought 

E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom, 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 

Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know : 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ; 

Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil  ; 
And  'mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 

622.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 

"  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, 
"  I  '11  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away ; 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  each  distressing  day. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up ; 
He  '11  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

623.  C.  M. 

Comforts  of  Religion. 

1  When  gloomy  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

The  trembling  heart  invade, 
And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 
A  universal  shade, — 

2  Religion's  dictates  can  assuage 

The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
And  every  fear  shall  cease  to  rage, 
At  her  divine  control. 

3  When  feeble  reason,  tired  and  blind, 

Sinks  helpless  and  afraid, 
This  blest  supporter  of  the  mind 
Affords  a  powerful  aid. 

4  0  may  our  hearts  confess  her  power, 

And  fmd  a  sweet  relief, 
To  brighten  every  gloomy  hour, 
And  soften  every  grief! 

L.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Confidence  in  the  Divine  Care. 

1  No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 
My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  a  rock, 
A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 
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SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

2  Thou  my  Deliverer  art,  my  God  ; 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad, 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  To  heaven  I  made  my  mournful  prayer, 

To  God  addressed  my  humble  moan, 
Who  graciously  inclined  his  ear, 
And  heard  me  from  his  lofty  throne. 

4  Who,  then,  deserves  to  be  adored, 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  resistless  power  defend  ? 

625.  C.  P.  M.  Cotton. 

Contentment  and  Resignation. 

1  If  solid  happiness  we  prize, 
Within  our  breasts  the  jewel  lies ; 

Nor  need  we  roam  abroad : 
The  world  has  little  to  bestow ; 
From  pious  hearts  our  joys  must  flow, 

Hearts  that  delight  in  God. 

2  To  be  resigned,  when  ills  betide, 
Patient,  when  favors  are  denied, 

And  pleased  with  favors  given  ; 
This  is  the  wise,  the  virtuous  part ; 
This  is  that  incense  of  the  heart, 

Whose  fragrance  reaches  heaven. 

3  Thus  through  life's  changing  scenes  we  '11  go, 
Its  checkered  paths  of  joy  and  woe, 

With  holy  care  we  'il  tread  : 
Quit  its  vain  scenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear, 

And  mingle  with  the  dead. 
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626.  C.  M.  Avehxg. 

Fear  not. 

1  Whene'er  the  clouds  of  sorrow  roll, 

And  trials  whelm  the  mind, — 
When,  faint  with  grief,  thy  wearied  soul 

No  joys  on  earth  can  find, — 
Then  lift  thy  voice  to  God  on  high, 

Dry  up  the  trembling  tear, 
And  hush  the  low  complaining  sigh : 

Fear  not ;  thy  God  is  near. 

2  When  dark  temptations  spread  their  snares, 

And  earth  with  charms  allures, 
And  when  thy  soul,  oppressed  with  fears, 

The  world's  assault  endures, 
Then  let  thy  Father's  friendly  voice 

Thy  fainting  spirit  cheer, 
And  bid  thy  trembling  heart  rejoice  : 

Fear  not ;  thy  God  is  near. 

3  And  when  the  final  hour  shall  come, 

That  calls  thee  to  thy  rest, 
To  dwell  within  thy  heavenly  home, 

A  welcome,  joyful  guest, 
Be  calm  :  though  Jordan's  waves  may  roll, 

No  ills  shall  meet  thee  there ; 
Angels  shall  whisper  to  thy  soul, 

Fear  not;  thy  God  is  near. 

6£#  •  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Trust  in  the.  Presence  and  Help  of  God. 

1  And  art  thou  with  us,  gracious  Lord, 
To  dissipate  our  fear? 
Dost  thou  proclaim  thyself  our  God, 
Our  God  forever  near? 

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2  Doth  thy  right  hand,  which  formed  the  earth. 

And  bears  up  all  the  skies, 
Stretch  from  on  high  its  friendly  aid, 
When  dangers  round  us  rise  ? 

3  On  this  support  our  souls  shall  lean, 

And  banish  every  care  ; 
The  gloomy  vale  of  death  will  smile, 
If  God  be  with  us  there. 

4  While  we  his  gracious  succor  prove, 

'Midst  all  our  various  ways, 
The  darkest  shades,  through  which  we  pass, 
Shall  echo  with  his  praise. 

628.  L.  M.  Beddome. 
Submission. 

1  Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will ! 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ! 
Nor  let  one  murmuring  thought  arise  ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work, — the  cause  conceals  ; 
But  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

629.  C.  M.  Burder's  Coll. 
Rejoicing  in  Adversity. 

1  What  though  no  flowers  the  fig-tree  clothe, 
Though  vines  their  fruit  deny, 
The  labor  of  the  olive  fail, 

And  fields  no  meat  supply ;  — 

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2  Though  from  the  fold. 

M 
Though  famine  reign  in  empty  stalls, 

E  :  — 

3  Ye:  in  I /.-:-  L  I  be  glad, 

glory  in  his  love ; 
In  him  I  '11  joy.  who  will  the  I 
Of  my  salvation  prove. 

4  God  is  the  ::.  soul, 

The  source  of  — 

A  joy  which  Q  not  impmi 

ieath  itself 

).  CM.  Axc.TTXors. 

••  Blessed  wrt  'hey  that  wuntrn.'1 

1  h  trouble  and  in  grief.  0  G 

And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn 

2  The  hours  oi  pair. 

Which 
As  herbs  tire, 

v  when  they  're  bruised. 

3  T. 

:  driven  ; 
v  ::issitudes  the  . 

re  fixed  i:  'en. 

4  A''-;:v.     5  Lord  y  lot 

h  other  times 
I  '11  welcome  still  the  heavi— 
.:  to  thee. 
35  109 


SUBMISSION    AND   RELIANCE. 
631  •  L.   M.  Bo  WRING. 

God  Merciful  in  Affliction. 

1  Mysterious  are  the  ways  of  God, 

And  fear  and  blindness  oft  repine  ; 
We  murmur  'neath  his  chastening  rod, 
Because  we  read  not  his  design. 

2  Impending  clouds  his  love  has  spread 

O'er  this  low  vale  where  mortals  dwell; 
And  oft  we  mourn  his  spirit  fled, 

When  adverse  tempests  round  us  swell. 

3  But  in  those  storms  that  sometimes  roll, 

Our  mortal  dwellings  dark  above, 
Whose  threatening  shades  dismay  the  soul, 
Dwells  the  bright  presence  of  his  love. 

4  We  cannot  see  him  —  not  a  ray 

Of  all  his  glory  there  appears, 
And  oft  we  thread  our  darkened  way, 

Trembling  with  anxious  doubts  and  fears. 

5  Yet  faith  still  looks  beyond  the  gloom, 

While  hope's  bright  star  illumes  our  night ; 
Pilgrims  of  earth  !  though  dark  the  tomb, 
It  leads  to  scenes  of  bliss  and  lisht. 

i 

633.  C.  M.  Moore. 

"He  healeth  the  broken  in  heart,  and  bitideth  up  their  wounds" 

1  0  Thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 

2  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 
410 


SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

3  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears 

Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too ; 

4  0,  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

5  Then  sorrow  touched  by  thee  grows  bright, 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray ; 
The  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


633.  C.  M.  Drummoxd. 

"God  is  our  refuge  and  strength;  a  very  present  help  in 
trouble." 

1  Bereft  of  all,  when  hopeless  care 

Would  sink  us  to  the  tomb, 
0  what  can  save  us  from  despair  ? 
What  dissipate  the  gloom  ? 

2  No  balm  that  earthly  plants  distil 

Can  soothe  the  mourner's  smart ; 

^No  mortal  hand  with  lenient  skill 
Bind  up  the  broken  heart. 

3  But  One  alone,  who  reigns  above, 

Our  woe  to  peace  can  turn, 
And  light  the  lamp  of  joy  and  love 
That  long  has  ceased  to  burn. 

4  Then,  0  my  soul,  to  that  One  flee, 

To  God  thy  woes  reveal ; 
His  eye  alone  thy  wounds  can  see, 
His  hand  alone  can  heal. 
411 


SUBMISSION    AND    RELIANCE. 

634.  L.  M.  Montgomery 

The  Same. 

1  God  is  our  refuge  and  defence, 

In  trouble  our  unfailing  aid  ; 
Secure  in  his  omnipotence, 

What  foe  can  make  our  soul  afraid  ? 

2  Yea,  though  the  earth's  foundations  rock, 

And  mountains  down  the  gulf  be  hurJed, 
His  people  smile  amid  the  shock, 

They  look  beyond  this  transient  world. 

3  There  is  a  river  pure  and  bright, 

Whose  streams  make  glad  the  heavenly  plains ; 
Where,  in  eternity  of  light, 
The  city  of  our  God  remains. 

4  Built  by  the  word  of  his  command, 

With  his  unclouded  presence  blessed, 
Firm  as  his  throne  the  bulwarks  stand ; 
There  is  our  home,  our  hope,  our  rest. 

©35*  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Trust  amid  the  Severities  of  God. 

1  Thou  Power  supreme,  whose  mighty  scheme 

These  woes  of  mine  fulfil, 
Here,  firm,  I  rest ;  they  must  be  best, 
Because  they  are  thy  will. 

2  Then  all  I  want,  —  0  do  thou  grant 

This  one  request  of  mine, — 
Since  to  enjoy  thou  dost  deny, 
Assist  me  to  resign. 

412 


RELIGIOUS   EXULTATION. 

636.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Montgomery. 
Confidence  in  God.     Ps.  27. 

1  God  is  my  strong  salvation ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
In  darkness  and  temptation 

My  Light,  my  Help,  is  near. 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand; 
What  terror  can  confound  me 

With  God  at  my  right  hand? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait; 
Kis  truth  be  thine  affiance, 

When  faint  and  desolate ; 
His  might  thine  heart  shall  strengthen ; 

His  love  thy  joy  increase  ; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 

637.  S.  M.  Moravian. 
Reliance  on  God. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 
Hope  and  be  undismayed  ; 

God  hears  thy  sighs,  God  counts  thy  tears; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 

Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 
35*  "  413 


f 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

J     He  everywhere  hath  rule, 

And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 

His  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

1     Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee : 
O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ! 

5     Let  us,  in  life  or  death, 

Boldly  thy  truth  declare  ; 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 


63  8  •  L.   M.  DODDRTDGE. 

Praising  God  in  Life  and  in  Death. 

1  God  of  my  life  !  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night.    . 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tunefu]  praises,  raised  on  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  But,  0,  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more ; 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

4  Soon  shall  I  learn  the  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains ; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

414 


i 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

639.  H.  M.  Doddridge. 

Faithfulness  of  God's  Promise. 

1  The  promises  I  sing, 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke ; 
Nor  will  the  eternal  King 
His  words  of  grace  revoke  ; 


They  stand  secure, 
And  steadfast  still ; 


Not  Zion's  hill 
Abides  so  sure. 


2  The  mountains  melt  away, 

•    When  once  the  Judge  appears, 
And  sun  and  moon  decay, 
That  measure  mortal  years  ; 


But  still  the  same, 
In  radiant  lines, 


The  promise  shines, 
Through  all  the  flame. 


I 


640.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Salvation. 

1  Salvation  !  0,  the  joyful  sound  ! 

'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears, 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  death's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

5  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 
415 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

641.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Dublin  Coll. 
Praise  from  Earth  and  Heaven. 

1  Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens  adore  him  ; 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height; 
Sun  and  moon  rejoice  before  him ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light ! 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  can  be  broken, 

For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

2  Praise  the  Lord  !  for  he  is  glorious, 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious,  ♦ 

Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail : 
Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 

Praise  and  magnify  his  name  ! 

642.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Experience  of  God's  Grace. 

1  When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  plectsing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 
416 


i 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

4  Let  those,  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 
Till  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

643.  C.  M.  Beddome. 

Fear  not. 

1  Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears ; 

Be  mercy  all  your  theme ; 
For  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
In  one  perpetual  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell ; 

God  will  those  powers  restrain ; 
His  arm  will  all  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

For  his  he  will  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone ; 
He  's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

644:.  C.  M.  Heoinbotham. 

"Rejoicing  in  God,  our  Father. 

1  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 

And  sing  the  Saviour's  love; 
Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme, 
In  loftier  strains  above. 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends ; 
Calls  us  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 
His  children  and  his  friends. 

417 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

3  My  Father,  God !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 

4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow  ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  these  comforts  flow. 


64tl.  C.   M.  Watts. 

The  Same. 

1  The  Lord  of  Glory  is  my  Light, 

And  my  Salvation  too : 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires  — 

Oh  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

And  see  thy  beauty  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide : 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  sound. 
418 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

GIO.  7s.  v^:  6s.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 

1  To  Thee,  my  God  and  Saviour, 

My  soul  exulting  sings ; 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Almighty  King  of  kings ! 
1 11  celebrate  thy  glory 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast ; 
My  voice  in  supplication, 

My  Saviour,  thou  shalt  hear : 
0  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

3  Thy  gracious  love  possessing 

In  all  my  pilgrim  road, 
My  soul  shall  feel  thy  blessing 

In  thy  divine  abode. 
There  bowing  down  before  thee, 

My  every  conflict  o'er, 
My  spirit  shall  adore  thee, 

Forever,  evermore. 

647.  P.  M.  Warren  St.  Coll. 

Triumph . 

|  1  Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness! 

Awake !    for   thy   iocs   shall   oppress   thee   no 
more ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of  glad- 
Arise  !  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 
119 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them 
And  scattered  their  legions  was  mightier  far ; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them, 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should 

be ; 
Shout !    for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved 

thee; 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

648.  CM.  J.  Q.  Adams. 

Psalm  23. 

1  My  Shepherd  is  the  Lord  on  high ; 

His  hand  supplies  me  still ; 
In  pastures  green  he  makes  me  lie, 

Beside  the  rippling  rill : 
He  cheers  my  soul,  relieves  my  woes, 

His  glory  to  display ; 
The  paths  of  righteousness  he  shows, 

And  leads  me  in  his  way. 

2  Though  walking  through  death's  dismal  shade, 

No  evil  will  I  fear  ; 
Thy  rod,  thy  staff  shall  lend  me  aid, 

For  thou  art  ever  near : 
For  me  a  table  thou  dost  spread 

In  presence  of  my  foes  ; 
With  oil  thou  dost  anoint  my  head  ; 

By  thee  my  cap  o'erflows. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  mercy  sure 

Shall  bless  me  all  my  days  ; 
And  I,  with  lips  sincere  and  pure, 
Will  celebrate  thy  praise  : 
420 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

Yes,  in  the  temple  of  the  Lord 

Forever  I  will  dwell ; 
To  after  time  thy  name  record, 

And  of  thy  glory  tell. 

649.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Bowring. 
The  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 

Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me ; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

650.  L.  j\I.  Wesley's  Coll. 
Glorying  in  Christ. 

1  Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast ; 

The  mighty  glory  in  his  might ; 
The  rich  in  flattering  riches  trust, 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 

2  The  rush  of  numerous  years  bears  down 

The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man  ; 
And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone, 
When  dust  he  turns  to  dust  again? 
36  421 


RELIGIOUS    EXULTATION. 

3  The  Lord,  my  righteousness,  I  praise, 
I  triumph  in  the  love  divine, 
The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace 
In  Christ  through  endless  ages  mine. 

GS1.  CM.  Doddridge. 

The  Way  to  the  Heavenly  City. 

1  Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing ; 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  hound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  Father,  God. 

3  There  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head, 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still, 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye 
While  laboring  up  the  hill. 

652.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Grace  first  and  last  in  Salvation. 

1  Grace  !  't  is  a  charming  sound  ! 
Harmonious  to  the  ear ! 

Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 
To  save  rebellious  man  ; 

And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 
422 


THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 
To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  taught  my  soul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'erflow ; 

'T  was  grace  that  kept  me  to  this  day, 
And  will  not  let  me  go. 

5  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


THE   CHURCH,  AND   ORDINANCES. 

653.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  J.  Newton 

"Glorious  things  spoken  of  ZionP 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t' assuage  ? 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 
423 


THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

Eound  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  rlre  appear ! 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 


654.  S.  M.  Watts 

Safety  of  the  Church, 

1  How  honored  is  the  place 
Where  we  adoring  stand  !  — 

Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
And  beauty  of  the  land. 

2  Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 

While  walls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

3  Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates  ; 
The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 

Enter,  ye  nations  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  your  King. 

4  Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 
And  live  in  perfect  peace, 

You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 
And  banish  all  your  fears ; 

Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 
424 


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THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

65t>*  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Jewish  and  the  Christian  Ziou.     Fs.  48. 

1  With  stately  towers  and  bulwarks  strong, 

Unrivalled  and  alone, 
Loved  theme  of  many  a  sacred  song, 
God's  holy  city  shone. 

2  Thus  fair  was  Zion's  chosen  seat, 

The  glory  of  all  lands  ; 
Yet  fairer,  and  in  strength  complete, 
The  Christian  temple  stands. 

3  The  faithful  of  each  clime  and  age 

This  glorious  church  compose  ; 
Built  on  a  rock,  with  idle  rage 
The  threatening  tempest  blows. 

4  In  vain  may  hostile  bands  alarm, 

For  God  is  her  defence  ; 
How  weak,  how  powerless  is  each  arm, 
Against  Omnipotence  ! 

656.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Gospel  Order. 

1  Far  as  thy  name  is  known 
The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 

Thy  saints,  0  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell, 

Survey  with  care  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well, — 

3  The  order  of  thy  house. 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 

The  cheerful  son^s,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

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4  How  decent  and  how  wise  ! 
How  glorious  to  behold ! 

Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

5  The  God  we  worship  now 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die, — 

Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

657.  S.  M.  Dwight. 

Attachment  to  the  Church. 

1  I  love  thy  church,  0  God; 
Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

2  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 
For  her  my  prayers  ascend ; 

To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

3  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

4  Father  and  Friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand,  from  every  snare  and  foe, 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

5  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 
To  Zion  shall  be  given 

The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 
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658.  CM.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Planted  in  Christ,  the  living  vine, 

This  day  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  0  Lord. 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be  : 

One  inward  life  partake ; 
One  be  our  heart ;  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  Wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Around  this  feeble,  trusting  band 

Thy  sheltering  pinions  spread, 
Nor  let  the  storms  of  trial  beat 
Too  fiercely  on  our  head. 

5  Then,  when,  among  the  saints  in  light, 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 

G59.  S.  M.  Fawcett. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  : 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

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3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 

And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  sin, 
Soon  shall  we  all  be  free, 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

660.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Joined  to  God's  People. 

1  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns, — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
0,  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

CGI*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

On  Receiving  Members. 

1  Lord,  we  adore  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Who  crown 'st  the  gospel  with  success ; 
Subjecting  sinners  to  thy  yoke, 

And  bringing  to  the  fold  thy  flock. 

2  May  those  who  have  thy  truth  confessed 
As  their  own  faith,  and  hope,  and  rest, 
From  day  to  day  still  more  increase 

In  faith,  in  love,  and  holiness. 
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3  As  living  members,  may  they  share 
The  joys  and  griefs  which  others  bear, 
And  active  in  their  stations  prove 

In  all  the  offices  of  love. 

4  From  all  temptations  now  defend, 
And  keep  them  steadfast  to  the  end, 
While  in  thy  house  they  still  improve, 
Until  they  join  the  church  above. 

662,  L.  M.  Kelly. 

A  Welcome,  to  Christian  Fellowship. 

1  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 

0,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We  '11  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We  '11  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known; 
We  '11  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  care  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love  : 
O,  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above  ! 


663 


CM.  Montgomery. 

A  Welcome  to  Fellowship. 

Approach  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord ; 

Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou  : 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 

Our  friend,  our  brother,  now. 
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2  The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee  : 
Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  part 
From  lies  and  vanity. 

3  The  cup  of  blessing  which  we  bless, 

The  heavenly  bread  we  break, 
Our  Saviour's  blood  and  righteousness, — 
Freely  with  us  partake. 

664.  L.    ML  DODDRIDC5S. 

On  Joining  the  Church. 

1  0,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad ! 

2  O,  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 
Here  have  1  found  a  nobler  part ; 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

4  High  Heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow,, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

665.  C.  M.  Doddbidge. 
Dedication  of  Children  to  God  and  Christ. 

1    See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
With  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 
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THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face, 

And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  kft  behind, 

God's  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

-666.  C.  M.  Stennett. 

Infants,  living  or  dying,  in  the  Arms  of  Christ. 

1  Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
With  transport  all-divine ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 


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With  joy,  I  see  a  thousand  charms 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face  ; 

While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  gTace. 

"  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 
"  And  lay  them  on  my  breast ; 

Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, — 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

"  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
But  can't  dissolve1  my  love ; 

Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above." 
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THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

5  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear, 
And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
"  Dear  Saviour  !  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  forever  thine." 

667.  L.  M.  W.  Boston  Coll. 
Dedication  of  Children. 

1  This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity ; 

Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong. 

2  0,  may  thy  Spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law ; 
May  virtue,  piety  and  truth 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth. 

3  Grant  that,  with  true  and  faithful  heart, 
We  too  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

668.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Anonymous 
Children  commended  to  Christ. 

1  Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share, — 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There,  we  know  —  thy  word  believing, — 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 
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4  Then  within  thy  fold  eternal 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

669.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
Christ  calling  Children  to  Himself. 

1  The  Saviour  gently  calls 
Our  children  to  his  breast ; 

He  folds  them  in  his  gracious  arms  ; 
Himself  declares  them  blest. 

2  "  Let  them  approach,"  he  cries, 
"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim  ; 

The  heirs  of  heaven  are  such  as  these, — 
For  such  as  these  I  came." 

3  Gladly  we  bring  them,  Lord, 
Devoting  them  to  thee  : 

Imploring,  that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 

670.  7s.  M.  Bowring. 

Infant  Baptism. 

1  Drop  the  limpid  waters  now 
On  the  infant's  sinless  brow  ; 
Dedicate  the  unfolding  gem 
Unto  Him,  who  blessed  the  stem. 

2  Let  our  aspirations  be 
Innocent  as  infancy ; 

Pure  the  prayers  that  force  their  way, 
As  the  child  for  whom  we  pray. 

3  In  the  Christian  garden  we 
Plant  another  Christian  tree; 
Be  its  blossoms  and  its  fruit 
Worthy  of  the  Christian  root. 

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4  To  that  garden  now  we  bring 
Waters  from  the  living  spring ; 
Bless  the  tree,  the  waters  bless, 
Holy  One  !  with  holiness. 

5  When  life's  harvests  all  are  past, 
Oh,  transplant  the  tree  at  last, 

To  the  fields  where  flower  and  tree 
Blossom  through  eternity. 

67 1*  CM.  Doddridge. 

Hymn  for  Baptism. 

1  Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death, 

Our  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

2  There,  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthroned  divinely  fair, 
Yet  owns  himself  our  Brother  still, 
And  our  Forerunner  there. 

3  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies, — 
And  be  our  hearts  above. 

4  But  earth  and  sin  will  draw  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong,  attractive  power 
To  fix  our  souls  on  high. 

673.  S.   M.  L.  H.  SlGOURNEY. 

Baptism. 

1     Saviour,  thy  law  we  love, 
Thy  pure  example  bless, 
And  with  a  firm,  unwavering  zeal, 
Would  in  thy  footsteps  press. 
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2  Not  to  the  fiery  pains 

By  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Not  to  the  scourge,  the  thorn,  the  cross, 
Our  favored  feet  are  led ; — 

3  But,  at  this  peaceful  tide, 
•  Assembled  in  thy  fear, 

The  homage  of  obedient  hearts 
We  humbly  offer  here. 

673.  C.  M.  Jas.  Newton. 

After  Baptism. 

1  Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove, — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 

674.  L.  M.  Doddridge 
The  Same. 

1  'T  is  done  ;  the  great  transaction 's  done ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

2  Now  rest,  my  loni:  divided  heart ; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest: 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part ; 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 
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THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

3  High  heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

675.  C.  M.  Pratt's  Coix 
Before  Communion. 

1  Prepare  us,  Lord,  to  view  thy  cross, 

Who  all  our  griefs  hast  borne  ; 
To  look  on  thee,  whom  we  have  pierced, — 
To  look  on  thee,  and  mourn. 

2  While  thus  we  mourn  we  would  rejoice ; 

And,  as  thy  cross  we  see, 
Let  each  exclaim  in  faith  and  hope, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me  ! " 

676.  C.  M.  E.  Taylor, 
Proper  Dispositions  for  the  Communion. 

1  0  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love  ! 

Let  strife  and  hatred  cease ; 
And  every  thought  harmonious  move, 
And  every  heart  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  him, 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master,  not  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  ; 
The  peace  thou  gav'st  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

4  "  Thy  kingdom  come  ;"  we  watch,  we  wait, 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call  ; 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 
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THE    CHURCH,    AND    ORDINANCES. 

677.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Institution  of  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  'T  was  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 

When  all  the  powers  of  darkness  rose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  brake  : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food :" 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blessed  the  wine, — 
"  'T  is  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. " 

4  "  Do  this,"  he-  said,  "  till  time  shall  end, 

In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus  !  thy  feast  we  celebrate ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

678.  L.  M.  Dublin  Coll. 
"  This  do  in  remembrance  of  meP 

1  "  Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  Friend  \ " 

Such  was  our  Master's  last  request ; 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured, 
That  we  might  live  forever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we  '11  record  thy  matchless  love, 

Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends! 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 
Our  hearts  can  offer  thee  transcends. 
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3  'T  is  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give 

Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see ; 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields, 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

679.  7s.  M.  Bowring. 
A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 

At  the  board  by  Jesus  spread ; 
Not  in  mystery  drink  and  eat 
Of  the  Saviour's  wine  and  bread. 

2  'Tis  his  memory  we  record, 

'T  is  his  virtues  we  proclaim ; 
Grateful  to  our  honored  Lord, 
Here  we  bless  his  sacred  name. 

3  Yes,  we  will  remember  thee, 

Friend  and  Saviour ;  and  thy  feast 
Of  all  services  shall  be 
Holiest  and  welcomest. 

680.  10s.  M.  Beard's  Coll. 
"  And  all  that  believed  were  together."     Acts  4  :  44. 

1  Eestore,  0  Father!  to  our  times  restore 

The  peace  which  filled  thine  infant  church  of 

yore ; 
Ere  lust  of  power  had  sown  the  seeds  of  strife, 
And  quenched  the  new-born  charities  of  life. 

2  0  never  more  may  differing  judgments  part 
From  kindly  sympathy  a  brother's  heart ; 
Bat  linked  in  one,  believing  thousands  kneel, 
And  share  with  each  the  sacred  joy  they  feel. 

3  From  soul  to  soul,  quick  as  the  sunbeam's  ray, 
Let  concord  spread  one  universal  day ; 

And  faith,  by  love  lead  all  mankind  to  thee, 
Parent  of  peace,  and  fount  of  harmony  ! 
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681.  7s.  M.  Pratt's  Coll 

Spiritual  Nourishment. 

1  Bread  of  heaven !  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed ; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 

With  this  true  and  living  bread  ! 

2  Vine  of  heaven !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice ; 

Lord,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give ; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied, 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died  j 
Lord  of  Life  !  oh,  let  us  be 
Eooted,  grafted,  built  on  thee ! 

683*  S.  M.  Furness. 

A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  Here,  in  the  broken  bread, 
Here,  in  the  cup  we  take, 

His  body  and  his  blood  behold, 
Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  O  Thou,  who  didst  allow 
Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus, 

Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done 
Than  thou  hast  done  for  us  ? 

3  We  are  persuaded  now 
That  nothing  can  divide 

Thy  children  from  thy  boundless  love, 
Displayed  in  him  who  died  ;  — 

4  Who  died  to  make  ns  sure 
Of  mercy,  truth  and  peace, 

And  from  the  power  and  pains  of  sin 
To  bring  a  full  release. 
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THE    CHURCH,    AND   ORDINANCES. 

683.  C.   M.  Dale. 

Christ  Blessing  the  Bread. 

1  Behold,  amid  his  little  flock, 

The  Saviour  stands  serene, 
Unawed  by  suffering  yet  to  be, 
Unchanged  by  what  hath  been. 

2  Still  beams  the  light  of  love  undimmed 

In  that  benignant  eye, 
Nor,  save  his  own  prophetic  word, 
Aught  speaks  him  soon  to  die. 

3  He  pours  within  the  votive  cup 

The  rich  blood  of  the  vine, 
And  "  Drink  ye  all  the  hallowed  draught," 
He  cries,  "  This  blood  is  mine." 

4  He  breaks  the  bread ;  then  clasps  his  hands, 

And  lifts  his  eyes  in  prayer, 
Keceive  ye  this  and  view  by  faith 
My  body  symbolled  there. 

6841.  C  M.  Anonymous. 

Chrisfs  Law  of  Love. 

1  Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Who  round  his  table  draw ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 

2  The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled 

Did  all  his  actions  guide ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  And  do  you  love  him  ?  do  you  feel 

Your  warm  affection  move? 
This  is  the  proof  which  he  demands, — 
That  you  each  other  love. 
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685.  S.  M.  Paradise  St.  Coll 

The  Saviour  Commemorated. 

1  Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man, 
Invites  us  to  his  board : 

The  welcome  summons  we  obey, 
And  own  our  gracious  Lord. 

2  Here  we  survey  that  love 
Which  spoke  in  every  breath, 

Which  crowned  each  action  of  his  life, 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Then  let  our  powers  unite, 
His  sacred  name  to  raise ; 

Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

4  And  while  we  share  the  gifts   * 
Which  from  his  gospel  flow, 

O,  may  our  hearts  to  all  mankind 
With  warm  affection  glow. 

686»  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 
And  Christ  invites  us  near ; 

With  both  my  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  my  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs  ; 
He  pardons  every  day ; 

Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  Jesus,  my  living  Head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care ; 
My  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  Forerunner  there. 
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4     Here  fix  my  roving  heart ; 
Here  wait  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

687.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Anonymous 
The  Eucharist. 

1  As  in  solemn  congregation 

We  attend  upon  thy  house, 
For  the  sweet  commemoration 

And  renewal  of  our  vows  ; 
Let  thy  favor,  with  us  resting, 

Consecrate  the  bread  and  wine ; 
May  we,  of  thy  goodness  tasting, 

All  be  filled  with  love  divine  ! 

2  Jesus  gave  the  sacred  token 

Of  his  passion,  wine  and  bread, 
Symbols  of  his  body  broken, 

And  his  blood  for  sinners  shed. 
To  the  rite  we  come,  confessing 

Free  redemption,  grace  unbought; 
His  be  every  name  of  blessing, 

For  his  love,  surpassing  thought ! 

3  May  thy  counsels,  King  of  glory  ! 

Grateful  awe  and  rapture  move, 
As  we  meditate  the  story 

Of  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 
Hear  us,  Lord,  of  thee  entreating 

Strength  to  walk  in  Jesus'  ways ! 
God  of  light,  shine  on  our  meeting ! 

God  of  grace,  accept  our  praise  ! 

688.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Room  at  the  Lord's  Table. 
1  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now, 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 
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2  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large 

That  millions  more  may  come  ; 
Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

3  All  things  are  ready ;  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 


689.  S.  M.  Fukness. 
A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  0,  for  a  prophet's  fire, 
0,  for  an  angel's  tongue, 

To  speak  the  mighty  love  of  Him 
Who  on  the  cross  was  hung. 

2  In  vain  our  hearts  attempt, 
In  language  meet,  to  tell 

How  through  a  thousand  sorrows  burned 
That  flame  unquenchable. 

3  Yet  would  we  praise  that  love, 
Beyond  expression  dear  : 

Come,  gather  round  this  table,  then, 
And  celebrate  it  here. 

690.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 
"TJiis  do  in  remembrance  of  me" 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 
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3  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice  ! 
I  must  remember  thee. 

4  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 


691.  C.  M.  Noel. 
11  We  love  him  because  he  first  loved  ws." 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ; 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  that  friends  are  nigh  ; 

2  0,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died,  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  death  and  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  in  anguish  he  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed ; 
"Meet,  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

Oar  sinful  hearts  to  share  ! 
0,  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his,  recorded  there. 

692.  S.  M.  Watts. 

"Whosoever  will,  let  him  come  ! " 

1     Jesus  invites  his  friends 
To  meet  around  his  board, 
And  join  in  blest  communion  here 
With  him  their  gracious  Lord. 
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2  For  us  he  gave  his  life ; 
For  us  he  gave  his  blood ; 

To  save  from  sin  our  thankless  race, 
And  bring  them  back  to  God. 

3  Our  heavenly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one ; 

We  the  young  children  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  elder  Son. 

4  Let  all  our  souls  unite 

A  grateful  song  to  raise ; 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 


693.  L.  M.  Watts. 

A  View  of  the  Cross, 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  Lord ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 
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694.  C.  M.  Lutheran  Coll. 
Close  of  Communion  Service. 

1  Pity  the  nations,  0  our  God, 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

2  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 

That  all  thy  faithful  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

695.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 

1  From  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head. 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ; 

Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 

His  commands  may  we  revere. 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, — 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing ! 

Peace  from  God,  through  endless  day ! 
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On  Laying  the  Corner-stone  of  a  Church. 

1  This  stone  to  thee  in  faith  we  lay, — 

We  build  the  temple,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Thine  eye  be  open  night  and  day, 
To  guard  this  house  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  tbou  hearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 

4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song, 

Hosanna  !  to  their  Heavenly  King, 
Let  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong ; 
Hosanna !  let  the  angels  sing. 

5  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart ; 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart ; 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

697.  L.  M.  Wiujs. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple, — built  by  God; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 
And  heaved  its  pillars,  one  by  one. 
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2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high, — 
The  broad,  illimitable  sky ; 
He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  bright, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

2  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood, — 
The  sea,  the  sky,  —  and  "  all  was  good;" 
And  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 
The  "  morning  stars  together  sang." 

4  Lord  !  't  is  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth  and  sky  a  house  for  thee ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 
A  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 

698.  L.  M.  Pierpont 

The  Same. 

1  0,  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 

On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  spirit  hung, 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn ! 

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699.  7s.  M.  E.  H.  Chapin. 

The  Same. 

1  Father,  lo  !  we  consecrate 

Unto  thee  this  house  and  shrine , 
Oh  !  may  Jesus  visit  here, 

As  he  did  in  Palestine. 
Here  may  blind  eyes  see  his  light, 

Deaf  ears  hear  his  accents  sweet, 
And  we,  like  those  groups  of  old, 

Sit  and  linger  at  his  feet. 

2  And  to  learn  of  faith  and  love, 

Strong  in  sorrow,  pain  and  loss, 
Hay  we  come  and  find  them  here, 

In  the  garden,  on  the  cross. 
Like  the  spices  that  enfold 

Him  we  love  in  rich  perfume, 
May  our  thoughts  embalm  him  here, 

While  he  slumbers  in  the  tomb. 

3  When  we  watch  by  shrouded  hopes, 

Weeping  at  death's  marble  door, 
May  the  angels  meet  us  here  — 

Lo  !  your  Christ  has  gone  before  ! 
And  while  we  stand  "  looking  up," 

In  our  faith  and  wonder  lost, 
Here  send  down  thy  Spirit's  power, 

Like  the  tongues  of  Pentecost. 

700.  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

God's  Temple  in  the  Heart. 

1  Who  shall  a  temple  build  for  him, 

Who  fills  the  heaven  of  heavens  alone  ? 
Who  shall  exalt  his  glorious  name, 
Fixed  in  his  everlasting  throne  ? 
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2  Yet  many  a  lowly  fane  shall  rise, 

Which  God  himself  will  not  disdain  : 
He  will  accept  the  sacrifice  ; 

Nor  shall  the  offering  e'er  be  vain. 

3  No  gorgeous  dome,  nor  boastful  vow, 

Can  e'er  find  favor  in  his  sight : 
The  humble  votary,  meek  and  low, — 
The  holy  soul,  are  his  delight. 

4  On  these  his  grace  and  mercy  rest, 

Nor  from  their  shrines  will  he  depart : 
His  temple  is  the  righteous  breast; 
His  altar  is  the  pious  heart. 


701.  H.  M.  0.  A.  Skinner. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  Thou  Fount  of  love  and  grace, 

Whose  throne  is  fixed  on  high, 
Unveil  thy  smiling  face, 

And  to  our  souls  draw  nigh ; 
And  let  our  prayers  and  praise  arise, 
Like  grateful  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  This  house  to  thee  we  give  — 

Thine  may  it  ever  be  — 
Here  bid  the  sinner  live, 

Here  set  the  captive  free, 
Here  let  thy  word  its  beams  display 
And  safely  guide  to  endless  day. 

3  Here  may  the  stricken  heart 

By  truth  be  cheered  and  blessed, 
And  here  thy  grace  impart, 
To  all  by  grief  oppressed  — 
And  streams  of  peace  and  plenty  flow, 
To  all  who  seek  thy  joy  to  know. 
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4  Long  may  these  walls  resound 

With  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
And  grace  to  all  abound, 

Who  hear  thy  holy  word  — 
And  youth  and  age  their  offerings  raise 
In  songs  of  ardent,  cheerful  praise. 

702.  L.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

Dedication  of  a  Country  Church. 

1  On  this  fair  spot  where  nature  pays 

From  hill,  and  vale,  and  flower,  and  tree, 
In  morning  beams,  in  evening  rays, 
Its  homage,  God  of  all,  to  thee  ;  — 

2  Thy  children  meet  to  dedicate 

This  temple  to  thy  gracious  name  ; 
Our  hearts  and  songs  to  elevate, — 
Thy  grace  and  glory  to  proclaim. 

3  Descend — and  with  thy  spirit  bless 

The  offering ;  may  it  ever  be 
Sacred  to  truth  and  righteousness, 
From  error's  dread  dominion  free. 

4  Here  let  the  standard  of  thy  word 

Be  raised  and  held  by  gospel  hands ; 
Hither  bring  hearts  with  one  accord, 
To  learn  and  do  thy  great  commands. 

5  And  when  we  leave  these  courts  below, 

To  join  the  hosts  in  praise  above, 
May  others  here  rejoice  to  know 
Thy  boundless,  everlasting  love. 

703.  C.  M.  Bkvaxt. 

Dedication  Hymn. 
1   0  Thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 
Built  over  earth  and  sea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 
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2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth,  without  end, 
Serenely  by  thy  side. 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way, 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray  ! 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies  ! 


704.  L.  M.  Watts. 

A  House  for  God. 

1  Where  shall  we  go  to  seek  and  find 

A  habitation  for  oar  God  ? 
A  dwelling  for  th1  Eternal  Mind 

Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood  ? 

2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 

Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest ; 
And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still ; 
t  His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 

3  Here  will  he  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread ; 
Here  sinners,  waiting  at  his  door, 
With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 

4  "  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

And  reign  forever,"  saith  the  Lord ; 
"  Here  shall  my  power  and  love  be  known, 
And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word." 
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705.  H.  M.  Frawcis. 

Prayer  for  God's  Presence  and  Blessing. 

1  Great  King  of  glory,  come, 

And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, 

This  people  as  thine  own  : 
Beneath  this  roof,  0  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 
Like  incense  to  the  skies : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 

3  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine,  like  polished  stones, 
Through  long-succeeding  days : 
Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand  and  men  adore. 

4  Here  may  the  listening  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love ; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above ; 
Till  all,  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  grace. 

706.  L.  M.  E.  H.  Chapik. 

The  Same. 

1  Our  Father  God !  not  face  to  face 

May  mortal  sense  commune  with  thee, 
Nor  lift  the  curtains  of  that  place 
Where  dwells  thy  secret  Majesty. 
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Yet  whereso'er  our  spirits  bend 

In  rev'rent  faith  and  humble  prayer, 

Thy  promised  blessing  will  descend, 
And  we  shall  find  thy  spirit  there. 

2  Lord !  be  the  spot  where  now  we  meet, 

An  open  gateway  into  heaven ; 
Here  may  we  sit  at  Jesus'  feet, 

And  feel  our  deepest  sins  forgiven. 
Here  may  desponding  care  look  up ; 

And  sorrow  lay  its  burden  down, 
Or  learn,  of  him,  to  drink  the  cup, 

To  bear  the  cross,  and  win  the  crown. 

3  Here  may  the  sick  and  wandering  soul, 

To  truth  still  blind,  to  sin  a  slave, 
Find  better  than  Bethesda's  pool, 

Or  than  Siloam's  healing  wave. 
And  may  we  learn,  while  here  apart 

From  the  world's  passion  and  its  strife, 
That  thy  true  shrine  's  a  loving  heart, 

And  thy  best  praise  a  holy  life  ! 

707.  L.   M.  PlERPONT. 

Ordination  Hymn. 

1  0  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height ! 

Our  God,  oar  Father,  and  our  Friend ! 
Beneath  thy  throne  of  love  and  light, 
Let  thine  adoring  children  bend. 

2  We  kneel  in  praise,  that  here  is  set 

A  vine  that  by  thy  culture  grew ; 
We  kneel  in  prayer,  that  thou  wouldst  wet 
Its  opening  leaves  with  heavenly  dew. 

3  Since  thy  young  servant  now  hath  given 

Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven, 
Be  thou  his  guide,  0  God  of  truth ! 
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4  Here  may  his  doctrines  drop  like  rain, 

His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil, 

Till  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 

Ripe  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 

5  And  when  he  sinks  in  death,  —  by  care, 

Or  pain,  or  toil,  or  years  oppressed, — 
0  God!  remember  then  our  prayer, 
And  take  his  spirit  to  thy  rest. 


708.  8s.  &  6s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

Benefits  of  the  Ministry. 

1  Blest  is  the  hour  when  cares  depart, 

And  earthly  scenes  are  far, — 
When  tears  of  woe  forget  to  start, 
And  gently  dawns  upon  the  heart 

Devotion's  holy  star. 

2  Blest  is  the  place  where  angels  bend 

To  hear  our  worship  rise, 
Where  kindred  thoughts  their  musings  blend, 
And  all  the  soul's  affections  tend 

Beyond  the  veiling  skies. 

3  Blest  are  the  hallowed  vows  that  bind 

Man  to  his  work  of  love, — 
Bind  him  to  cheer  the  humble  mind, 
Console  the  weeping,  lead  the  blind, 

And  guide  to  joys  above. 

4  Sweet  shall  the  song  of  glory  swell, 

Spirit  divine  to  thee, 
When  they  whose  work  is  finished  well, 
In  thy  own  courts  of  rest  shall  dwell, 

Blest  through  eternity. 
455 


DEDICATIONS  ;    ORDINATIONS  ;    INSTALLATIONS. 

709.  L.  M.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Ordination  or  Installation. 

1  0  Thou,  who  on  thy  chosen  Son 

Didst  send  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  mark  the  long  expected  one, 
And  seal  the  messenger  of  love  ; 

2  And  when  the  heralds  of  his  name 

Went  forth  his  glorious  truth  to  spread, 
Didst  send  it  down  in  tongues  of  flame 
To  hallow  each  devoted  head ; 

3  So,  Lord,  thy  servant  now  inspire 

With  holy  unction  from  above  ; 
Give  him  the  tongue  of  living  fire, 
Give  him  the  temper  of  the  dove. 

4  Lord,  hear  thy  suppliant  church  to-day ; 

Accept  our  work,  our  souls  possess, 
'T  is  ours  to  labor,  watch,  and  pray ; 
Be  thine  to  cheer,  sustain,  and  bless. 


710.  C.  M.  E.H.  Chapin. 

Ordination  Hymn. 

1  0  Thou,  who  didst  ordain  the  Word, 

And  its  strong  heralds  send, 
We  draw  the  holy  veil  of  prayer, 

And  in  thy  presence  bend. 
To  this  young  warrior  of  the  cross, 

Who  takes  his  station  here, 
Be  thou  a  teacher  and  a  guide, 

And  be  thy  Spirit  near. 

2  A  pure  disciple,  let  him  tread 

The  ways  his  Master  trod  — 
Giving  the  weary  spirits  rest, 
Leading  the  lost  to  God  — 
456 


DEDICATIONS  ;    ORDINATIONS  ;    INSTALLATIONS. 

Stooping  to  lend  the  sufferer  aid, 
Crushed  sorrow's  wail  to  hear, 

To  bind  the  widow's  broken  heart, 
And  dry  the  orphan's  tear. 

3  For  war  with  error,  make  him  strong, 

And  sin,  the  soul's  dark  foe  — 
But  let  him  humbly  seek  for  truth, 

Where'er  its  waters  flow. 
And  when,  0  Father,  at  the  grave 

He  lays  his  armor  down, 
Give  him  the  victor's  glistening  robe, 

The  palm- wreath  and  the  crown. 


711*  L.   M.  Montgomery. 

A  Pastor  Welcomed. 

1  We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head  : 
Come  as  a  servant ;  so  he  came  ; 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  an  angel,  hence  to  guide 

A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way  ; 
That,  safely  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  never  fail,  nor  faint,  nor  stray. 

3  Come  as  a  teacher  sent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare  ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 

While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

4  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace, 

Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love ; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

.    39  457 


dedications;  ordinations;  installations. 

712.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 
Charge  to  a  Pastor. 

1  Herald  of  the  Lord's  salvation, 

Watchful  in  thy  station  stand  ; 
Heed  the  heavenly  proclamation, 

Heed  the  Master's  great  command. 
Mark  old  error's  eratherinsr  forces 

Compassing  our  Zion  round  ; 
Know  in  truth  thine  own  resources, 

Give  the  trumpet's  certain  sound  ! 

2  Christ  proclaim  in  the  new  station, 

Herald,  now  assigned  to  thee ; 
That  the  waiting  congregation" 

God's  salvation  here  may  see. 
Christ  proclaim — no  line  abating 

Of  the  counsel  of  the  Lord ; 
From  no  promise  deviating  ; 

From  no  precept;  "  preach  the  word." 

3  Then,  God's  blessing  resting  o'er  thee, 

And  his  truth,  by  night,  by  day, 
Cloud  and  pillar  bright  before  thee, 

Shall  make  glad  thy  gospel  way ; 
Till  thy  work  well  done,  the  greeting 

Of  the  Master  will  be  given ; 
Till  we  rise  to  that  one  meeting — 

Pastor — people  —  all  —  in  heaven! 

713.  7s.  M.  E.  Peabody. 

Ordination  or  Installation. 

1  Lift  aloud  the  voice  of  praise  ! 

God,  our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
Hear  the  prayer  and  song  we  raise, 
Weak,  yet  trusting,  we  would  bend. 
458 


dedications;  ordinations;  installations. 

2  Lo  !  another  servant  brought 

To  the  heritage  of  God  ;  — 
May  he  teach  as  Christ  hath  taught, 
Tread  the  path  his  Saviour  trod. 

3  To  the  vineyard  may  he  come 

Girded  with  celestial  might ; 
Skilled  to  draw  thy  children  home, 
Taught  to  give  the  darkened  light. 

4  Unto  thee,  a  people  bend, — 

Bind  us  heart  to  heart  in  love ; 
Flock  and  pastor,  we  would  tend 
Ever  toward  our  home  above. 


714.  H.  M.  Mrs.  Case. 

The  Same. 

1  Lord  !  on  thy  Zion's  wall 

A  faithful  watchman  stands, 
And  hears  the  solemn  call 

Of  anxious,  waiting  bands, 
Who  seek  along  the  waning  night 
For  heralds  of  thy  coming  light. 

2  Oh,  may  he  never  sleep 

Upon  his  weary  post, 
Nor  shrink,  though  round  him  sweep 

The  storm's  embattled  host ; 
But,  whatsoe'er  the  night  may  be, 
Stand  firm  in  duty  and  in  thee  ' 

3  And  let  his  visioned  eye 

Rest  on  the  truth  sublime, 
That  sin  and  woe  shall  fly 

Before  advancing  time, 
Till  in  thine  own  eternal  day 
The  latest  tear  hath  passed  away. 
459 


dedications;  ordinations;  installations. 

4  And  when  his  watch  is  done, 

Oh,  let  unclouded  light, 
From  heaven's  all  glorious  sun 

Gleam  on  his  closing  sight :  — 
That  all  who  see  his  death,  shall  know 
His  spirit  walked  with  thee  below. 

715.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

The  Same. 

1  Sovereign  of  worlds  above  ! 
From  thy  blest  throne  of  love, 

To  us  appear ; 
Help,  as  we  raise  to  thee, 
Prayers  of  humility, 
Praises  of  spirits  free ; 

And  wilt  thou  hear. 

2  Be  thy  rich  blessing  shed 
On  thy  young  servant's  head, 

In  this  bright  hour, 
Who  at  thine  altar  stands, 
With  trusting  heart  and  hands, 
Waiting  thy  true  commands, — 

Seeking  thy  power. 

3  Grant  him  thy  wisdom,  Lord, 
And  with  thy  mighty  word 

Armed  may  he  be ; 
Faithful  in  teaching  here, 
Moved  by  thy  holy  fear, — 
May  his  great  charge  be  dear, 

Father,  to  thee. 

4  And  when,  his  toilings  ceased, 
To  heaven,  from  earth  released, 

Thou  bid  him  come ; 
Then,  where  no  sin-cloud  lowers, 
Be  his  glad  theme  and  ours, 
Love's  high  redeeming  powers, 

Man's  endless  home  ! 
460 


dedications;  ordinations;  installations. 

716.  8s.  7s.  &  4s.  M.  L.  C.  Browne. 

The  Same. 

1  As  the  evening  shadows  gather 

O'er  us,  from  thy  holy  hill 
May  thy  blessing,  righteous  Father, 
Like  the  evening  dew  distil ; 

And  thy  presence 
Every  heart  with  rapture  fill ! 

2  While  in  summer's  warmth  and  beauty, 

We  our  brother  set  apart 
To  the  pastor's  solemn  duty, 
May  thy  spirit  warm  his  heart ; 

Without  measure, 
Wisdom,  strength  and  love  impart. 

3  To  perform  the  sacred  function 

As  thy  servant  we  ordain, 
Father,  may  the  holy  unction 
Fall  on  him,  like  summer  rain ! 

Make  him  fertile, 
Bearing  fruit  like  golden  grain. 

4  In  the  path  of  duty  guide  him, 

Firm  in  virtue  may  he  stand; 
And  from  storm  and  peril,  hide  him 
In  the  hollow  of  thy  hand ; 

Keep  his  footsteps 
Till  he  tread  the  better  land. 

5  When  at  last  his  toils  are  over, 

Summer  ended,  autumn  near, 
May  he  and  his  flock,  like  clover 
Ripened  for  the  scythe,  appear ; 

And  when  falling, 
Guardian  angels  linger  near. 
39*  461 


DEDICATIONS  ;    ORDINATIONS  ;    INSTALLATIONS. 

717.  8s.  7s.  &  4s.  M.  E.  H.  Chapin. 

The  Same. 

1  Father  !  at  this  altar  bending, 

Set  our  hearts  from  world-thoughts  free ; 
Prayer  and  praise  their  incense  blending, 
May  our  rites  accepted  be  : 

Father,  hear  us, 
Gently  draw  our  souls  to  thee. 

2  Deign  to  smile  upon  this  union 

Of  a  pastor  and  a  flock ; 
Sweet  and  blest  be  their  communion  : 
May  he  sacred  truths  unlock — 

And  this  people 
Plant  their  feet  on  Christ  the  Rock. 

3  Be  his  life  a  living  sermon, 

Be  his  thoughts  one  ceaseless  prayer  : 
Like  the  dews  that  fell  on  Hermon, 
Making  green  the  foliage  there, 

May  his  teachings 
Drop  on  souls  beneath  his  care. 

4  Here  may  Sin  repent  its  straying, 

Here  may  Grief  forget  to  weep, 
Here  may  Hope  its  light  displaying, 
And  blest  Faith,  their  vigils  keep, 

And  the  dying 
Pass  from  hence  in  Christ  to  sleep. 

5  When  his  heart  shall  cease  its  motion, 

All  its  toils  and  conflicts  o'er ; 
When  they  for  an  unseen  ocean, 
One  by  one,  shall  leave  the  shore ; 

Pastor,  people,  there  —  in  heaven, 
May  they  meet  to  part  no  more. 
462 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS,    ETC. 

718.  CM.  H.Bacon. 

The  Same. 

1  Not  for  the  prophet  tongue  of  fire, 

Nor  voice  of  trumpet  tone, 
We  lift  our  prayer,  Immortal  Sire, 
For  him  before  thy  throne. 

2  We  ask  for  wisdom's  gifts  and  grace, 

The  heart  alive  to  love, 
The  earnest  zeal  to  save  our  race, 
All  selfish  aims  above. 

3  Lord,  bless  him  now  !  By  holy  rite, 

We  consecrate  to  thee  ! 
Make  to  his  eye  the  chief  delight 
Christ's  prospering  work  to  see. 

4  Bold  let  him  be  for  truth  and  man, 

For  God  and  righteousness  ! 
Free  let  him  speak  the  gospel  plan, 
And  the  whole  truth  confess. 

5  Be  cloud  and  fire  about  his  way, 

Till  Canaan's  land  is  trod ! 
Then  o'er  his  grave  thy  church  shall  say, 
He  led  us  to  our  God ! 


ASSOCIATIONS,   CONVENTIONS,   AND   MISSION- 
ARY MEETINGS. 

719.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

For  a  Meeting  of  Ministers. 

1  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  the  alarm  they  give : 
Now  let  them,  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 
463 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS, 

2  'T  is  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  May  they,  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

720.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Burden  and  Conflict  of  the  Ministry. 

1  Onward,  Christian,  though  the  region 

Where  thou  art  be  drear  and  lone ; 
God  hath  set  a  guardian  legion 
Very  near  thee,  —  press  thou  on! 

2  By  the  thorn-wood,  and  none  other, 

Is  the  mount  of  vision  won ; 
Tread  it  without  shrinking,  brother ! 
Jesus  trod  it, — press  thou  on  ! 

3  By  thy  trustful,  calm  endeavor, 

Guiding,  cheering,  like  the  sun, 
Earth-bound  hearts  thou  shalt  deliver  * 
O,  for  their  sake,  press  thou  on ! 

4  Be  this  world  the  wiser,  stronger, 

For  thy  life  of  pain  and  peace  ; 

While  it  needs  thee,  0,  no  longer 

Pray  thou  for  thy  quick  release. 

5  Pray  thou,  Christian,  daily,  rather, 

That  thou  be  a  faithful  son ; 
By  the  prayer  of  Jesus,  —  "  Father, 
Not  my  will,  but  thine,  be  done  ! " 
464 


AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

721.  L.    M.  A.  BALFOUR. 

Ministers  Charged  and  Encouraged. 

1  Go,  messengers  of  peace  and  love, 

To  people  plunged  in  shades  of  night; 
Like  angels  sent  from  fields  above, 
Be  yours  to  shed  celestial  light. 

2  Go  to  the  hungry,  —  food  impart; 

To  paths  of  peace  the  wanderer  guide ; 
And  lead  the  thirsty  panting  heart 
Where  streams  of  living  water  glide. 

3  0  faint  not  in  the  day  of  toil, 

When  harvest  waits  the  reaper's  hand ; 
Go,  gather  in  the  glorious  spoil, 
And  joyous  in  his  presence  stand. 

4  Thy  love  a  rich  reward  shall  find 

From  him  who  sits  enthroned  on  high; 
For  they  who  mrn  the  erring  mind 
Shall  shine  like  stars  above  the  sky. 

722.  S.  M.  Wesleyan. 

Call  to  Labor  in  God's  Vineyard. 

1  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  laborers  lies ; 

And,  lo  !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

2  0  let  us  then  proceed 

In  God's  great  work  below, 
And  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  And  let  our  heart  and  mind 
Continually  ascend, 

That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labors  end. 
465 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS, 

4  What  honor  to  behold, 
In  that  sublime  abode, 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  men  of  God ! 

5  Then  spend  our  days  beneath, 
Toiling  in  cheerful  hope  ; 

And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  gain  the  mountain  top. 

723.  L.  M.  Episcopal  Coll 
For  Laborers  in  GooVs  Harvest. 

1  0  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  degenerate  race  ! 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Convert  the  nations;  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  people  call  him  Lord. 

724.  7s.  M.  Bykant. 
A  Blessing  invoked  on  Christian  Teachers. 

1  Mighty  One,  before  whose  face, 
Wisdom  had  her  glorious  seat, 
When  the  orbs  that  people  space 
Sprang  to  birth  beneath  thy  feet; 
466 


AND    MISSIONARY    MEETINGS. 

2  Source  of  truth,  whose  rays  alone 

Light  the  mighty  world  of  mind; 
God  of  love,  who  from  thy  throne 
Kindly  watchest  all  mankind  ; 

3  Shed  on  those,  who  in  thy  name 

Teach  the  way  of  truth  and  right, 
Shed  that  love's  undying  flame, 
Shed  that  wisdom's  guiding  light. 

725.  L.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

At  an  Annual  Convention. 

1  Dear  Lord,  behold  thy  servants,  here, 

From  various  parts  together  meet, 
To  tell  their  labors  through  the  year, 
And  lay  the  harvest  at  thy  feet. 

2  The  reapers  cry,  "  Thy  fields  are  white, 

All  ready  to  be  gathered  in, 
And  harvests  wave  in  changing  light, 
Far  as  the  eye  can  trace  the  scene." 

3  Lord,  bless  us  while  we  here  remain ; 

With  holy  love  our  bosoms  fill; 
O  may  thy  doctrine  drop  like  rain, 
And  like  the  silent  dew  distil. 

4  While  we  attend  thy  churches'  care 

0  grant  us  wisdom  from  above  ; 
With  prudent  thought  and  humble  prayer, 
May  we  fulfil  the  works  of  love. 

726.  L.   M.  Hymns  of  Zion. 
The  Same. 

1  Brethren,  beloved  for  Jesus'  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  he  alone  can  give. 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS, 

2  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communion  pure  and  sweet, 
And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  thus  we  meet  to  pray  and  praise  ; 
We  but  desire  to  speak  of  him, 
And  of  his  holy  word  and  ways. 

4  Thus  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We  '11  love,  and  wonder  and  adore; 
Then  hasten  on,  the  glorious  day, 
When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

727,  C.  M.  Hymns  of  Ziok. 

The  Same. 

1  Joined  in  a  union  firm  and  strong, 

No  foe  our  ranks  can  break ; 
To  victory  we  press  along, 

And  glorious  warfare  make. 
Our  fervent  prayers  shall  still  prevail 

Against  a  host  of  sins  ; 
And  angels  every  Christian  hail 

Whose  love  a  conquest  wins. 

2  Then  let  our  ranks,  more  closely  joined, 

With  shield  and  buckler  stand  ; 
A  kingdom  we  at  last  shall  find, 

The  promised  spirit-land. 
Let  all  with  harmony  of  voice, 

In  lofty  praises  join  ; 
Let  every  soul  in  Christ  rejoice, 

With  rapture  all  divine. 

3  The  kindling  flame  begins  to  glow, 

Each  heart  grows  warm  with  love ; 
And  we  enjoy  on  earth  below, 
The  bliss  of  heaven  above ! 

46S 


AND    MISSIONARY    MEETINGS. 

O  thus  forever  may  we  feel, 

And  evermore  display 
Devotion's  pure  and  holy  zeal, 

In  Zion's  chosen  way. 

728.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams 

The  Same. 

1  Our  Father  —  ever  living! 

Once  more  thy  children  come, 
In  joy  and  true  thanksgiving, 

To  this  their  gospel  home. 
United  —  from  dissension 

Kept  by  thy  goodness  free  — 
Again  in  glad  Convention 

Our  vows  we  pay  to  thee. 

2  The  Past !  Its  ways  are  beaming 

With  thy  sure  mercies,  Lord  — 
Thy  truth  and  grace  redeeming, 

Sent  o'er  the  earth  abroad, 
The  hoary  shrines  of  error 

Have  cast  aside  ;  and  free 
From  darkness,  doubt,  and  terror 

Its  children  come  to  thee. 

3  The  Present !  Loudly  sounding, 

Its  cheering  tones  are  heard ; 
Be  our  full  hearts  abounding 

In  its  strong  Hope  and  Word  ! 
Be  strength  and  wisdom,  Father! 

Bestowing  what  we  need, 
Truth's  harvest-sheaves  to  gather  — 

Christ's  kingdom  here  to  speed. 

4  The  Future  !   Indications 

Of  mightier  works  are  there:  — 
Truth's  promised  revelations ; 
Thine  arm  of  power  made  bare  ; 
40  469 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS, 

From  sin's  dread  reign  exemption : 
Man's  life  in  Christ,  divine ; 

The  erring  world's  redemption  ; 
The  glory,  Father,  thine ! 


739.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Sawyek 

The  Same. 

1  We  gather  in  the  name  of  God, 

And,  bowing  down  the  head, 
We  stretch  our  waiting  hands  abroad, 

And  humbly  ask  for  aid : 
For  aid,  when  o'er  the  spirit's  day, 

Thick  clouds  of  darkness  rest, 
That  we  may  chase  the  gloom  away, 

And  light  the  darkened  breast. 

2  For  strength  to  lead  the  poor,  the  weak 

Who  tread  the  vale  of  years, — 
For  pity's  hand  to  dry  the  cheek 

Where  sorrow  sits  in  tears ; 
For  hope,  the  beautiful  and  bright, 

That  whispers,  "  Ne'er  despond  ! " 
For  faith,  that  through  the  darkest  night 

Still  sees  a  star  beyond. 

3  Bold  heralds  of  the  cross,  O  God, 

Undaunted  send  us  forth  ; 
Salvation  be  our  rallying  word, —    . 

Our  field,  the  boundless  earth ; 
Love  on  our  lips,  and  in  our  soul, 

Our  labors  never  done  ; 
O  Sovereign  Helper !   till  the  goal 

By  all  at  last  be  won. 
470 


AND    MISSIONARY    MEETINGS. 

730.  7s.  M.  H.  K.  White 

Closing  Hymn  at  an  Association. 

1  Christians  !  brethren  !  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 

Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  him  who  reigns  in  heaven 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ; 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 

O  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine ! 

731  C.  M.  Sutton 

The  Same. 

1  Hail,  sweetest,  dearest  tie  that  binds 

Our  glowing  hearts  in  one ; 
Hail,  sacred  hope,  that  tunes  our  minds 

To  sing  what  God  hath  done. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  gospel  grace  hath  given ; 
The  hope,  when  days  and  years  are  past, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 

2  From  eastern  shores,  from  northern  lands, 

From  western  hill  and  plain, 
From  southern  climes,  the  brother-bands 

May  hope  to  meet  again  ; 
It  is  the  hope,  the  blissful  hope, 

Which  love  divine  hath  given : 
The  hope,  when  life  and  time  are  o'er, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 
471 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS, 

No  hope  deferred,  no  parting  sigh, 

That  blessed  meeting  knows  ; 
There  friendship  beams  from  every  eye, 

And  hope  immortal  grows. 
It  is  the  hope,  the  precious  hope, 

Which  boundless  grace  hath  given : 
The  hope,  when  time  shall  be  no  more, 

We  all  shall  meet  in  heaven. 


733.  CM.  W.  Ward. 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  0,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise 

733.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Hebek. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  coral  strand, — 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand, — 
472 


AND    MISSIONARY    MEETINGS. 

From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain, — 

They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !  O,  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 


734.  7s.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

The  Same. 

1  Go  !  ye  messengers  of  God, 

Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly ; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 

Wave  the  Banner-Cross  on  high ! 
Where  th'  lofty  minare: 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
Wave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 

And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob"  rise. 

2  Go  !  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep ; 
Where  the  skies  forever  smile, 
And  th'  oppressed  forever  weep  ! 
40*  473 


ASSOCIATIONS,    CONVENTIONS, 

O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 
Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven ; 

Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven ! 

3  When  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  east, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display, 

Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast : 
Circumnavigate  the  ball, 

Visit  every  soil  and  sea ; 
Preach  the  Cross  of  Christ  to  all — 

Jesus'  love  is  full  and  free ! 


735.  C.  M.  S.  W.  Livermore, 

The  Western  Churches. 

1  Our  pilgrim  brethren  dwelling  far, — 

0  God  of  truth  and  love, 
Light  thou  their  path  with  thine  own  star, 
Bright  beaming  from  above. 

2  Wide  as  their  mighty  rivers  flow, 

Let  thine  own  truth  extend  ; 
Where  prairies  spread  and  forests  grow, 
O  Lord,  thy  gospel  send. 

3  Then  will  a  mighty  nation  own 

A  union  firm  and  strong;  — 

The  sceptre  of  th'  eternal  throne 

Shall  rule  its  councils  lono-. 


736.  C.  P.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

On  Western  Missions, 

1  When,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 
Led  by  thy  providential  hand, 
Our  wandering  fathers  came, 
474 


AND    MISSIONARY    MEETINGS. 

Their  ancient  homes,  their  friends  in  youth, 
Sent  forth  the  heralds  of  thy  truth, 
To  keep  them  in  thy  name. 

2  Then,  through  our  solitary  coast, 
The  desert  features  soon  were  lost ; 

Thy  temples  there  arose ; 
Our  shores,  as  culture  made  them  fair, 
"Were  hallowed  by  thy  rites,  by  prayer, 

And  blossomed  as  the  rose. 

3  And  0,  may  we  repay  this  debt 
To  regions  solitary  yet 

Within  our  spreading  land ! 
There  brethren,  from  our  common  home, 
Still  westward,  like  our  fathers,  roam, 

Still  guided  by  thy  hand. 

4  Father,  we  own  this  debt  of  love ; 
0,  shed  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

To  move  each  Christian  breast, 
Till  heralds  shall  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  temples  rise,  to  fix  thy  name, 

Through  all  our  boundless  West ! 


737.  L.  M.  Winchell's  Sel 

Missio?iaries  Encouraged. 

1  Ye  Christian  heralds,  —  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Immanuel's  name  : 

To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He  '11  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace, 

475 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 

Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more, — 
Meet,  with  the  ransomed  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 


EARLY  RELIGIOUS   CULTURE. 

738.  7s.  M.  Campbell's  Coll. 
Prayer  for  Children. 

1  God  of  mercy,  hear  our  prayer 

For  the  children  thou  hast  given ; 
Let  them  all  thy  blessings  share  — 
Grace  on  earth  and  bliss  in  heaven. 

2  In  the  morning  of  their  days 

May  their  hearts  be  drawn  to  thee ; 
Let  them  learn  to  lisp  thy  praise 
In  their  earliest  infancy. 

3  When  we  see  their  passions  rise, 

Sinful  habits  unsubdued, 
Then  to  thee  we  lift  our  eyes, 

That  their  hearts  may  be  renewed. 

4  For  this  mercy,  Lord,  we  cry; 

Bend  thine  ever-gracious  ear ; 
While  on  thee  our  souls  rely, 

Hear  our  prayer  —  in  mercy  hear. 

739.  C.  M.  Bp.  Heber. 

Early  Religion. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

•17(3 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God  ! 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage  ! 

5  0  Thou,  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath,     . 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death; 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own ! 

740.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 
"  Remember  thy  Creator." 

1  "  Remember  thy  Creator  " 

While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  age's  night ; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

741.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Early  Piety. 

1  When  children  give  their  hearts  to  God, 
'T  is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

477 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

2  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

May  we  our  hearts  resign  ; 
'T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see, 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

742.  CM.  '    Gibbons. 
The  Same. 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  Nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb ; 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea, 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blessed  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  : 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  a  religious  youth. 

743.  L.  M.  Lanpon. 

Permanence  of  Early  Religious  Impressions. 

1  While  yet  the  youthful  spirit  bears 
The  image  of  its  God  within, 
And  un effaced  that  beauty  wears 
So  soon  to  be  destroyed  by  sin ; — 

47S 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

2  Then  is  the  time  for  faith  and  love 

To  take  in  charge  their  precious  care, 
Teach  the  young  eye  to  look  above, 

Teach  the  young  knee  to  bend  in  prayer. 

3  The  world  will  come  with  care  and  crime, 

And  tempt  too  many  a  heart  astray ; 
Still  the  seed  sown  in  early  time 
Will  not  be  wholly  cast  away. 

4  The  infant  prayer,  the  infant  hymn, 

Within  the  darkened  soul  will  rise, 
When  age's  weary  eye  is  dim, 

And  the  grave's  shadow  round  us  lies. 

5  Lord,  grant  our  hearts  be  so  inclined, 

Thy  work  to  seek,  thy  will  to  do ; 

And  while  we  teach  the  youthful  mind, 

Our  own  be  taught  thy  lessons  too. 


744.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Importance  of  the  Bible  to  the  Young. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives,  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise  ; 

We  hate  the  sinner's  road : 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  0  God  ! 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth : 
How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


745«  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

Youth  and  the  Spring-time. 

1  Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring, 
When  nature's  charms  appear ; 

The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  opening  year : 

But  sweeter  far  the  spring 

Of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 

Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

2  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 
When  light  just  streaks  the  sky ; 

When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away, 

And  morning's  beams  are  nigh  : 

But  sweeter  far  the  dawn 

Of  piety  in  youth  ; 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn, 

Before  the  light  of  truth. 

3  Sweet  is  the  early  dew, 
Which  gilds  the  mountain  tops, 

And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view, 

With  pearly,  glittering  drops  ; 

But  sweeter  far  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill, 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 

Its  freshness  to  distil. 
480 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

746.  C.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 
u  Remember  thy  Creator." 

1  In  the  glad  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  generous  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose  ; 

2  Deep  on  thy  soul,  —  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, — 
Be  thy  Creator's  lofty  name 
And  character  engraved. 

3  For  soon  the  shades  of  grief  may  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days ; 
And  cares  and  toils,  an  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways. 

4  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest ; 
0  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest ! 

747.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  R.  Streeter. 

Children's  Prayer. 

1  God  of  mercy  and  of  wisdom, 

Hear  thy  children's  lisping  cry* 
Let  thy  presence,  Lord,  be  with  them, 
Teaching  lessons  from  on  high. 

2  Here,  beneath  thy  wing,  we  seat  us, 

Up  to  heaven  for  wisdom  look; 
Lord,  in  mercy  deign  to  meet  us, — 
Meet  us  in  thy  sacred  book. 

3  Since  thy  truth  doth  gild  its  pages, 

May  that  truth,  Lord,  make  us  free; 
On  the  Rock  of  endless  ages 
Let  our  faith  established  be. 
41  181 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

4  To  our  faith  we  '11  add  the  graces, 
Virtue,  knowledge,  patience,  love ; 
When  on  earth  we  leave  our  places, 
Raise  us  all  to  seats  above. 

748.  7s.  M.  Grey. 

Sabbath  School  Hymn. 

1  Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now ; 
Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend, — 
We  are  weak,  almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taught  and  teacher  blest ; 
In  their  lives  and  on  their  hearts, 
Father,  be  thy  laws  imprest. 

3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind 

Light  and  knowledge  from  above  : 
Charity  for  all  mankind  — 
Trusting  faith,  enduring  love. 


749.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Opening  of  the  School. 

1  We  have  met  in  peace  together 

In  this  house  of  God  again ; 
Constant  friends  have  led  us  hither, 

Here  to  chant  the  solemn  strain, 
Here  to  breathe  our  adoration, 

Here  the  Saviour's  praise  to  sing  : 
May  the  Spirit  of  salvation 

Come  with  healing  in  his  wing. 

2  We  have  met,  and  Time  is  flying ; 

We  shall  part,  and  still  his  wing, 
Sweeping  o'er  the  dead  and  dying, 
Will  the  changeful  seasons  bring: 
482 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

Let  us,  while  our  hearts  are  lightest, 

In  our  fresh  and  early  years, 
Turn  to  Him  whose  smile  is  brightest, 

And  whose  grace  will  calm  our  fears. 

He  will  aid  us,  should  existence 

With  its  sorrows  sting  the  breast ; 
Gleaming  in  the  onward  distance, 

Faith  will  mark  the  land  of  rest : 
There,  'midst  day-beams  round  him  playing, 

We  our  Father's  face  shall  see, 
And  shall  hear  him  gently  saying, 

"  Little  children,  come  to  me." 


750.  C.  M.  William  Cutter 

Youthful.  Example. 

1  What  if  the  little  rain  should  say, 

So  small  a  drop  as  I 
Can  ne'er  refresh  these  thirsty  fields, 
I  '11  tarry  in  the  sky  ? 

2  What  if  a  shining  beam  of  noon 

Should  in  its  fountain  stay, 
Because  its  feeble  light  alone 
Cannot  create  a  day  ? 

3  Doth  not  each  rain-drop  help  to  form 

The  cool,  refreshing  shower, 
And  every  ray  of  light  to  warm 
And  beautify  the  flower  ? 

4  Go  thou,  and  strive  to  do  thy  share  — 

One  talent,  —  less  than  thine, — 
Improved  with  steady  zeal  and  care, 
Would  gain  rewards  divine. 
483 


EARLY   RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

751.  L.  M.  Montgomery 

Sabbath  School  Anniversary. 

1  From  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet ; 

From  year  to  year  in  peace  we  part ; 
The  tongues  of  children  uttering  sweet 
The  thrilling  joy  of  every  heart. 

2  But  time  rolls  on ;  and,  year  by  year, 

We  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away; 
Not  twice  the  same  assembly  here 
Have  hailed  the  children's  festal  day. 

3  Death,  ere  another  year,  may  strike 

Some  in  our  number  marked  to  fall : 
Be  young  and  old  prepared  alike ; 
The  warning  is  to  each,  to  all. 

4  Oft  broke,  our  failing  ranks  renew ; 

Send  teachers,  children,  in  our  place, 
More  humble,  docile,  faithful,  true, 
More  like  thy  Son,  from  race  to  race. 

753*  L.  M.  Anonymous 

For  the  Close  of  a  Sabbath  School. 

1  Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 

And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend ; 
Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  ways, 
Our  early  and  our  only  Friend. 

2  Since  every  day  and  hour  that 's  gone 

Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned, 
Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
Forever  sure  as  time  rolls  round. 

3  Hear  then  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 

And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone ; 
And  if  we  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
May  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 

484 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

753.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

Sabbath  School  Anniversary. 

1  Creation's  sovereign  Lord ! 
Be  thy  glad  name  adored 

Through  earth  and  sky ! 
Hear,  as  in  youthful  days 
To  thee  we  humbly  raise 
Songs  of  our  grateful  praise, 

Holy  and  high ! 

2  Thanks  for  thy  light  so  free, 
Causing  our  eyes  to  see 

Thy  truth  and  grace ; 
Love,  that  dispels  our  fear, 
Mercy,  to  sinners  dear, 
Life,  dying  souls  to  cheer, 

For  all  our  race. 

3  Thanks,  that  on  hearts  like  ours 
Thy  loving  kindness  showers 

Knowledge  divine ; 
0  let  its  influence  be 
Fruitful  in  works  for  thee, 
Causing  in  purity 

Our  lives  to  shine. 

4  Bless  this  our  childhood  band, 
And  let  us  ever  stand 

Truthful  and  strong; 
Christians  in  deed  and  love, 
Such  as  thou  wilt  approve, 
Till  we  in  worlds  above 

Thy  praise  prolong ! 
41*  485 


EARI/X    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

754.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  S.  S.  Choib 

The  Same. 
1  When,  his  salvation  bringing, 
To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  ofTend  him, 

But,  as  he  rode  along, 
He  bade  them  still  attend  him, 
And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 
-  His  love  for  children  still, 

Though  now  as  king  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill, 
"We  '11  flock  around  his  banner, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne  ; 
And  cry  aloud,  "  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son." 

3  For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Might  well  hosanna  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words  ? 
No  !  while  our  hearts  are  tender, 

They,  too,  shall  be  the  Lord's. 

755,  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Boston  S.  S.  H.  Book. 

Anniversary  of  Independejice. 
1  We  come  with  joy  and  gladness 
To  breathe  our  songs  of  praise, 
Nor  let  one  note  of  sadness 
Be  mingled  in  our  lays ; 
For  't  is  a  hallowed  story, 

This  theme  of  freedom's  birth : 
Our  fathers'  deeds  of  glory 
Are  echoed  round  the  earth. 
486 


EARLY    BS  ULTUKE. 

2  The  sound  i 

•nd  nations  near  — 
Proud  men  shall  rule  no  lor./ 
For  Go  ar : 

And  he  i 

e  the  humble  r.. 
e  the  ear. I 

and. 

3  And  then  shall  - 

ride  and  power  are  crowned, 
Qtle  founta 
Snail 

0     f: 

Our  fathers  bowed  before  th 
And  :;d  were  bl 

756.  5s.  k  7s.  M.  H:?.yi. 

Autumn  Warnings, 

1  s 

Dry  an  I  " 
T:  :houghtless  mortals  call: 

In  a  sad  and  -  and  :  — 

2  ;;  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

.0  the  paths  of  plea  -  . — 

V. 

.bered  now  ar..  lead. 

3  ••  V  you, 

th  health  and  many  a  grace, 
Let  not  clou  *  ou : 

to  autumn  pk 

4  On  the  rnal, 

Let  tnn  -aid : 

This  alone,  forever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

757.  CM.  Anonymous. 
Death  of  a  Teacher, 

1  Farewell,  dear  friend !  a  long  farewell ! 

For  we  shall  meet  no  more 
Till  we  are  raised  with  thee  to  dwell 
On  Zion's  happy  shore. 

2  Our  friend  and  brother,  lo  !  is  dead ! 

The  cold  and  lifeless  clay- 
Has  made  in  dust  its  silent  bed, 
And  there  it  must  decay. 

3  Farewell,  dear  friend,  again  farewell, — 

Soon  we  shall  rise  to  thee; 
And  when  we  meet,  no  tongue  can  tell 
How  great  our  joys  shall  be. 

4  No  more  we  '11  mourn  thee,  parted  friend, 

But  lift  our  ardent  prayer, 
And  every  thought  and  effort  bend 
To  rise  and  join  thee  there. 

758.  12s.  &  lis.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 

1  Though  lost  to  our  sight,  we  may  not  deplore 

thee, 
The  clear  light  of  faith  shall  illumine  thy  road ; 
All  through  the  dark  valley  shall  angels  watch 

o'er  thee, 
And  guide  thee  in  peace  to  the  home  of  thy 

God. 

2  Thy  heart,  while  on  earth,  in  his  praises  delighted, 

Thy  voice  ever  spoke  of  his  fatherly  love  ; 
And  now,  by  life's  shadows  no  longer  benighted, 
Thou  wilt  love  him  and  praise  him  in  heaven 
above. 

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EAELY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

3  And  there  may  we  meet  when  life  shall  be  ended, 
All  tears  wiped  away,  and  all  errors  forgiven, 
And  there  may  our  prayers  together  be  blended 
In  the  sweet  song  of  praise  to  our  Master  in 
heaven. 

759.  L.  M.  S.  S.  Choir. 
Death  of  a  Scholar. 

1  We  come  our  Sabbath  hymn  to  raise, 

Our  earnest,  humble  prayer  to  pour; 
One  voice  is  hushed,  its  notes  of  praise 
Shall  mingle  here  with  ours  no  more. 

2  The  lips  are  still,  the  eye  is  dim, 

That  brightly  beamed  with  joy  and  love ; 
The  spirit,  it  hath  gone  to  Him 
Who  freely  gave  it  from  above. 

3  We  will  not  weep,  for  Jesus  said, 

11  Let  little  children  to  me  come ;" 
But  pray  that  our  young  hearts  be  led 
To  seek  our  everlasting  home. 

760.  C.  M.        Boston  S.  S.  H.  Book. 
The  Same. 

1  Death  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 

A  brother  from  our  side  : 

Just  in  the  morning  of  his  day, 

As  young  as  we  he  died. 

2  We  cannot  tell  who  next  may  fall 

Beneath  thy  chastening  rod  ; 
One  must  be  first,  but  let  us  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God. 

3  May  each  attend  with  willing  feet 

The  means  of  knowledge  here  ; 
And  wait  around  thy  mercy  seat, 
With  hope  as  well  as  fear. 
489 


EARLY    RELIGIOUS    CULTURE. 

4  Lord,  to  thy  wisdom  and  thy  care 
May  we  resign  our  days ; 
Content  to  live  and  serve  thee  here, 
Or  die  and  sing  thy  praise. 

761.  8s.  &  7s.  M.       R.  C.  Watekston. 

On  the  Death  of  a  Female  Scholar. 

1  One  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded, 

One  sweet  infant's  voice  has  fled, 
One  fair  brow  the  grave  has  shaded, 
One  dear  school-mate  now  is  dead. 

2  But  we  feel  no  thought  of  sadness, 

For  our  friend  is  happy  now; 

She  has  knelt  in  soul-felt  gladness, 

Where  the  blessed  angels  bow. 

3  She  has  gone  to  heaven  before  us, 

But  she  turns  and  waves  her  hand, 
Pointing  to  the  glories  o'er  us, 
In  that  happy  spirit-land. 

4  God,  our  Father,  watch  above  us, 

Keep  us  all  from  danger  free ; 
Do  thou  guard,  and  guide,  and  love  us, 
Till  like  her  we  go  to  thee. 

763*  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

A  Child's  Trayer. 

1  Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray, 

And,  0,  accept  my  prayer ; 
Thou  canst  hear  all  the  words  I  say, 
For  thou  art  everywhere. 

2  A  little  sparrow  cannot  fall 

Unnoticed,  Lord,  by  thee  ; 
And  though  I  am  so  young  and  small, 
Thou  dost  take  care  of  me. 
490 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

Teach  me  to  do  whate'er  is  right, 
And,  when  I  sin,  forgive  ; 

And  make  it  still  my  chief  delight 
To  serve  thee  while  I  live. 


763.  L.  M.  S.  S.  H.  Book. 

God—  Our  Father. 

1  Great  God  !  and  wilt  thou  condescend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 

I  but  a  child,  and  thou  so  high, 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  air  and  sky ! 

2  Art  thou  my  Father  ?  —  Let  me  be 
A  meek,  obedient  child  to  thee  ; 
And  try,  in  every  deed  and  thought, 
To  serve  and  please  thee  as  I  ought. 

3  Art  thou  my  Father?  —  I  '11  depend 
Upon  the  care  of  such  a  friend  ; 
And  only  wish  to  do  and  be 
Whatever  seemeth  good  to  thee. 

4  Art  thou  my  Father? — -.Then,  at  last, 
When  all  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Send  down  and  take  me,  in  thy  love, 
To  be  thy  better  child  above. 


PHILANTHROPIC  SUBJECTS. 

764.  7s.  If.  J.  Taylor. 

Acceptable  Offering. 

1  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 

Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind  ! 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 
Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined  : 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men, 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord,  what  offering  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure  unsullied  spring 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast ; 

3  "Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind  \ 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  :  — 
Teach  us,  0  thou  heavenly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  the  accepted  offering  bring, 

Love  to  thee  and  all  mankind. 

765.  C.   M.  Watts. 

Kindness  to  the  Poor. 

1  How  blest  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 

And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need, 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  In  times  of  danger  and  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 
492 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

4  His  works  of  piety  and  love 
Kemain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Sweet  peace  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

766.  C.  M.  H.  Martixeau. 
All  Men  arc  equal. 

1  All  men  are  equal  in  their  birth, 

Heirs  of  the  earth  and  skies  ; 

All  men  are  equal  when  that  earth 

Fades  from  their  dying  eyes. 

2  God  meets  the  throngs  who  pay  their  vows 

In  courts  that  hands  have  made, 
And  hears  the  worshipper  who  bows 
Beneath  the  plantain  shade. 

3  'Tis  man  alone  who  difference  sees, 

And  speaks  of  high  and  low, 
And  worships  those,  and  tramples  these, 
While  the  same  path  they  go. 

4  0,  let  man  hasten  to  restore 

To  all  their  rights  of  love  ; 
In  power  and  wealth  exult  no  more ; 
In  wisdom  lowly  move. 

5  Ye  great,  renounce  your  earth-born  pride, 

Ye  low,  your  shame  and  fear : 
Live,  as  ye  worship,  side  by  side ; 
Your  brotherhood  revere. 

767.  C.  M.  Lutheran  Coll. 
Charity. 

1  Go  to  the  pillow  of  disease, 

Where  night  gives  no  repose, 
And  on  the  cheek  where  sickness  preys, 
Bid  health  to  plant  the  ro?e. 
42 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

2  Go  where  the  friendless  stranger  lies ; 

To  perish  is  his  doom  : 
Snatch  from  the  grave  his  closing  eyes3 
And  bring  his  blessing  home. 

3  Thus  what  our  Heavenly  Father  gave 

Shall  we  as  freely  give ; 
Thus  copy  him  who  lived  to  save, 
And  died  that  we  might  live. 

768.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 
"  Ye  are  the  Salt  of  the  Earth." 

1  Salt  of  the  earth  !  ye  virtuous  few 

Who  season  human  kind ; 
Light  of  the  world  !  whose  cheering  ray 
Illumes  the  realms  of  mind. 

2  Where  misery  spreads  her  deepest  shade 

Your  strong  compassion  glows  ; 
From  your  blest  lips  the  balm  proceeds 
That  softens  human  woes. 

3  Yours  is  the  large  expansive  thought, 

The  high  heroic  deed ; 
Exile  and  chains  to  you  are  dear, 
To  you  't  is  sweet  to  bleed. 

4  Proceed  !  your  race  of  glory  run, 

Your  virtuous  toils  endure; 
You  come  commissioned  from  on  high, 
And  your  reward  is  sure. 

769.  L.  M.  Watts. 

All  Things  vain  without  Love. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 

And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brass;  an  empty  sound. 

194 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  arid  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 
To  feed  the  cravings  of  the  poor ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name ; 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

770.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourney. 

The  Sower  and  the  Seed. 

1  All  hail !  ye  servants  of  the  Lord  ! 

On  mercy's  mission  bound  ; 

Who,  like  the  sower  of  the  word, 

Strew  precious  gifts  around. 

2  What  though  your  seed  'mid  thorns  be  sown, 

Where  tares  and  brambles  thrive, 
Still  One  is  able,  One  alone, 
To  save  its  germ  alive. 

3  Ye  fear,  what  falls  on  stony  earth 

Will  mock  your  prayerful  toil ; 
But  sometimes  plants  of  holiest  birth 
Bear  fruit  in  sterile  soil. 

4  The  seed  that  by  the  way-side  fell, 

Perchance  you  counted  dead : 
Yet  birds,  that  sing  in  heaven,  may  tell, 
They  on  its  sweetness  fed. 

5  And  some  a  hundred  fold  shall  bear, 

To  glorify  the  Lord ; 
How  blessed,  then,  will  be  your  care ! 
How  glorious  your  reward ! 
495 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

771.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Hastings. 

The  Sower  and  his  Sheaves. 

1  He,  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 

Bearing  still  the  precious  seed, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 

Soon  shall  see  his  toil  succeed : 
Showers  of  rain  will  fall  from  heaven, 

Then  the  cheering  sun  will  shine, 
So  shall  plenteous  fruit  be  given, 

Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

2  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary, 

Let  not  fear  thy  mind  employ ; 
Though  the  prospect  be  most  dreary, 

Thou  may'st  reap  the  fruits  of  joy : 
Lo  !  the  scene  of  verdure  bright'ning, 

See  the  rising  grain  appear  ; 
Look  again  !  the  fields  are  whit'ning, 

Harvest-time  is  surely  near. 

772.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 
Active  Effort  to  do  Good. 

1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand ; 

To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed ; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land ;  — 

2  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 
Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 

Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 
496 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

773*  L.  M.  Drummond. 

Faith  without  Works  is  Dead. 

1  As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith  ;  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

774,  C.  P.  M.  Blackloc* 

Christian  Beneficence. 

1  Hail,  love  divine  !  joys  ever  new, 
While  thy  kind  dictates  we  pursue, 

Oar  souls  delighted  share, 
Too  high  for  sordid  minds  to  know, 
Who  on  themselves  alone  bestow 

Their  wishes  and  their  care. 

2  By  thee  inspired,  the  generous  breast, 
In  blessing  others  only  blest, 

With  kindness  large  and  free, 
Delights  the  widow's  tears  to  stay, 
To  teach  the  blind  their  smoothest  way, 

And  aid  the  feeble  knee. 

3  0  God,  with  sympathetic  care, 

In  others'  joys  and  griefs  to  share, 

Do  thou  our  hearts  incline ; 
Each  low,  each  selfish  wish  control, 
Warm  with  benevolence  the  soul, 

And  make  us  wholly  thine. 
42*  497 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

775.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Liberality  Rewarded.    Ps.  112. 

1  Happy  is  he  that  fears  the  Lord, 

And  follows  his  commands ; 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need, 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 

His  well-established  mind ; 
His  soul  to  God,  his  refuge,  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

776.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Love  and  Charity. 

1  Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 

Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, — 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provoked  in  haste  ; 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill,  / 

Though  she  endures  the  wrong. 

498 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 


4  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power 
In  all  the  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  forever  love. 


777.  L.  M.  E.  H.  Chapiic. 

Anniversary  of  a  Charitable  Association. 

1  When  long  the  soul  had  slept  in  chains, 

And  man  to  man  was  stern  and  cold ; 
When  love  and  worship  were  but  strains 

That  swept  the  gifted  chords  of  old  — 
By  shady  mount  and  peaceful  lake, 

A  meek  and  lowly  stranger  came, 
The  weary  drank  the  words  he  spake, 

The  poor  and  feeble  blessed  his  name. 

2  No  shrine  he  reared  in  porch  or  grove, 

No  vested  priests  around  him  stood  — 
He  went  about  to  teach,  and  prove 

The  lofty  work  of  doing  good. 
Said  he,  to  those  who  with  him  trod, 

"  Would  ye  be  my  disciples  ?    Then 
Evince  your  ardent  love  for  God 

By  the  kind  deeds  ye  do  for  men." 

3  He  went  where  frenzy  held  its  rule, 

Where  sickness  breathed  its  spell  of  pain ; 
By  famed  Bethesda's  mystic  pool ; 

And  by  the  darkened  gate  of  Nain. 
He  soothed  the  mourner's  troubled  breast, 

He  raised  the  contrite  sinner's  head, 
And  on  the  loved  ones'  lowly  rest, 

The  light  of  better  life  he  shed. 

4  Father,  the  spirit  Jesus  knew, 

We  humbly  ask  of  thee  to-night, 
That  we  may  be  disciples  too 

Of  him  whose  way  wTas  love  and  light. 
499 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

Bright  be  the  places  where  we  tread 
Amid  earth's  suffering  and  its  poor, 

Till  we  shall  come  where  tears  are  shed 
And  broken  sighs  are  heard  no  more. 

778.  C.  Mi  W.  Croswell. 
Imitation  of  Christ's  Kindness. 

1  Lord,  lead  the  way  the  Saviour  went 

By  lane  and  cell  obscure, 
And  let  our  treasures  still  be  spent, 
Like  his,  upon  the  poor. 

2  Like  him,  through  scenes  of  deep  distress, 

Who  bore  the  world's  said  weight, 
"We,  in  their  gloomy  loneliness, 
Would  seek  the  desolate. 

3  For  thou  hast  placed  us  side  by  side 

In  this  wide  world  of  ill ; 
And  that  thy  followers  may  be  tried, 
The  poor  are  with  us  still. 

4  Small  are  the  offerings  we  can  make ; 

Yet  thou  hast  taught  us,  Lord, 
If  given  for  the  Saviour's  sake, 
They  lose  not  their  reward. 

779.  C.  M.  Peabody. 

For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

1  Who  is  thy  neighbor  ?  he  whom  thou 

Hast  power  to  aid  or  bless ; 
Whose  aching  heart  or  burning  brow 
Thy  soothing  hand  may  press. 

2  Thy  neighbor  ?  't  is  the  fainting  poor, 

Whose  eye  with  want  is  dim ; 
0  enter  thou  his  humble  door, 
With  aid  and  peace  for  him. 
500 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  Thy  neighbor  ?  he  who  drinks  the  cup 

When  sorrow  drowns  the  brim  ; 
With  words  of  high  sustaining  hope, 
Go  thou  and  comfort  him. 

4  Thy  neighbor  ?  't  is  the  weary  slave, 

Fettered  in  mind  and  limb ; 
He  hath  no  hope  this  side  the  grave ; 
Go  thou,  and  ransom  him. 

5  Thy  neighbor  ?  pass  no  mourner  by ; 

Perhaps  thou  canst  redeem 

A  breaking  heart  from  misery ; 

Go,  share  thy  lot  with  him. 


780.  L.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 
The  Blessedness  of  considering  the  Poor.     Vs.  41 :  1 — 3. 

1  Blest  who  with  generous  pity  glows, 
Who  learns  to  feel  another's  woes ; 
Bows  to  the  poor  man's  wants  his  ear, 
And  wipes  the  helpless  orphan's  tear ! 
In  every  want,  in  every  woe, 
Himself  thy  pity,  Lord,  shall  know. 

2  Thy  love  his  life  shall  guard,  thy  hand 
Give  to  his  lot  the  chosen  land  ; 

Nor  leave  him,  in  the  troubled  day, 
To  unrelenting  foes  a  prey. 
In  sickness  thou  shalt  raise  his  head, 
And  make  with  tenderest  care  his  bed. 

781.  L.  M.  J.G.Adams. 
For  a  Charitable  Meeting. 

1  God  of  the  poor  !  whose  listening  ear 
Is  sought  by  want's  imploring  cry, — 
Whose  bounty  and  whose  grace  are  near, 
Thy  needy  children  to  supply  :  — 
501 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

2  To  whom  with  more  acceptance  rise 

The  words  of  mercy's  voice  divine, 
Than  pompous  rites,  or  sacrifice 

Of  flocks  and  herds,  of  oil  and  wine. 

3  Where'er  the  poor  our  aid  demand, 

Teach  us  with  ready  steps  to  move  ; 
Give  us  the  zealous  heart  and  hand 
To  do  the  work  of  Christian  love ; — 

4  The  downcast  spirit  to  revive, 

The  fainting  heart  with  joy  to  bless ; 
To  bid  the  solitary  live  — 

The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

5  Thus  will  we  thank  thee  that  thy  grace 

Inclined  our  feet  in  paths  to  go 
Where  shines  that  brightness  of  thy  face, 
Which  the  obedient  only  know. 


782.  L.  M.  Ch.  Psalmody. 

Care  of  Widows  and  Orphans. 

1  Thou  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow ; 

Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress ; 
The  husband  of  the  widow  thou, 
The  father  of  the  fatherless. 

2  The  poor  are  thy  peculiar  care  ; 

To  them  thy  promises  are  sure  : 

Thy  gifts  the  poor  in  spirit  share  ; 

0,  may  we  always  thus  be  poor. 

3  May  we  thy  law  of  love  fulfil, 

To  bear  each  other's  burdens  here, 
Endure  and  do  thy  righteous  will, 
And  walk  in  all  thy  faith  and  fear. 
502 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

4  Thou  God  of  hope,  to  thee  we  bow ; 
Thou  art  our  refuge  in  distress ; 
The  husband  of  the  widow  thou, 
The  father  of  the  fatherless. 

783.  L.  M.  Pratt's  Coll. 
For  a  Charitable  Occasion. 

1  Help  us,  0  Lord  !  thy  yoke  to  wear, 

Delighting  in  thy  perfect  will ; 

Each  other's  burdens  learn  to  bear, 

And  thus  thy  law  of  love  fulfil. 

2  Who  sparingly  his  seed  bestows, 

He  sparingly  shall  also  reap  ; 
But  whoso  plentifully  sows, 

The  plenteous  sheaves  his  hands  shall  heap. 

3  Teach  us,  with  glad  and  cheerful  hearts, 

As  thou  hast  blessed  our  various  store, 
From  our  abundance  to  impart 
A  liberal  portion  to  the  poor. 

4  To  thee  our  all  devoted  be, 

In  whom  we  breathe,  and  move,  and  live  : 
Freely  we  have  received  from  thee  : 
Freely  may  we  rejoice  to  give. 

784.  '    7s.  &  6s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

The  Same. 

1  How  blest,  amid  all  blessing 

This  changing  world  bestows, 
That  soul  in  truth  possessing 

Pity  for  others'  woes  ; 
Ready  to  move  and  lighten 

The  load  affliction  bears  — 
Want's  face  with  joy  to  brighten, 

In  deed,  as  with  it^  prayers, 

503 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

2  Thus  Christ,  the  Friend  and  Servant 

Of  man,  depressed  and  poor  — 
With  ready  soul  and  fervent  — 

With  patience  to  endure  — 
Lived,  labored  without  measure 

In  mercy's  holy  name, 
God's  will  his  highest  pleasure, 

Our  good  his  only  fame. 

3  And  those  who  in  his  spirit 

Would  seek  to  live  and  move, 
His  virtue  must  inherit, 

And  labor  in  his  love ; 
Labor  where  poor,  forsaken, 

And  lowly,  sufferers  lie ; 
In  faith  and  hope  unshaken ; 

Celestial  ministry  ! 

4  God  of  all  times  and  stations  ! 

Teach  us  this  lesson  true, — 
Proclaim  it  to  all  nations 

In  life  and  power  anew, — 
That  high  above  all  praises  — 

All  prayers  —  is  that  unfeigned, 
Glad  offering  Mercy  raises, 

By  living  deeds  sustained  ! 

785.  C.  M.  Boden 

Kindness  to  the  Afflicted. 

1  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
The  goodness  feeble  man  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

2  To  scenes  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  '11  cheerfully  repair, 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  sufferers  there. 
504       " 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy  ; 

The  orphan  shall  be  glad ; 
And  hungering  souls  we  '11  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  bread. 

4  Thus  what  our  heavenly  Father  gave 

Shall  we  as  freely  give  ; 
Thus  copy  him  who  lived  to  save, 
And  died  that  we  might  live. 


786.  L.  M.  Miss  Woodman. 
Prayer  for  a  Beneficent  Spirit. 

1  God  guard  the  poor  !   We  may  not  see 

The  deepest  sorrows  of  the  soul ; 
These  are  laid  open,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  subject  to  thy  wise  control. 

2  Make  us  thy  messengers  to  shed 

Within  the  home  of  want  and  woe, 
The  blessings  of  thy  bounty,  spread 
So  freely  on  thy  world  below. 

3  Let  us  go  forth  with  joyful  hand 

To  strengthen,  comfort  and  relieve ; 
Then  in  thy  presence  may  we  stand, 
And  hope  thy  blessing  to  receive. 

787.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 
For  a  Public  Hospital  or  Asylum. 

1  When,  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere, 
The  lowly  Jesus  wandered  here, 
Where'er  he  went,  affliction  fled. 
And  sickness  reared  her  fainting  head. 

2  Demoniac  madness,  dark  and  wild, 
In  his  inspiring  presence  smiled ; 
The  storm  of  horror  ceased  to  roll, 
And  reason  lightened  through  the  soul. 

43  505 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  Through  paths  of  loving-kindness  led, 
Where  Jesus  triumphed,  we  would  tread; 
To  all,  with  willing  hands,  dispense 
The  crumbs  of  our  benevolence. 

4  Here  the  whole  family  of  woe 

Shall  friends,  and  home,  and  comfort  know ; 
The  blasted  form  and  shipwrecked  mind 
Shall  here  a  tranquil  haven  find. 

5  And  Thou,  dread  Power,  whose  sovereign  breath 
Is  health  or  sickness,  life  or  death, 

This  favored  mansion  deign  to  bless  ; 
The  cause  is  thine  —  send  thou  success  ! 

788.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Nichols. 

Anniversary  of  an  Orphan  Asylum. 

1  Our  Father  !  we  may  lisp  that  name, 

When  lowly  at  thy  feet  we  bow ; 
Thy  little  children  lightly  blame, 
For  thou  'rt  our  only  parent  now ! 

2  We  are  a  stricken,  humble  band, 

With  hearts  that  thrill  to  words  of  love, 
And  cling  confiding  to  the  hand 
That  points  us  to  a  home  above. 

3  Though  'mong  the  lowly  of  the  earth, 

Contented  with  our  homely  fare, 
How  cheerful  was  the  orphan's  hearth 
Before  cold  Death  had  entered  there  ! 

4  No  mother's  voice  soothes  us  to  rest  — 

No  father's  smile  our  vision  greets : 
Yet  we  've  a  home  in  every  breast 
That  with  a  tender  feeling  beats. 

5  And  thou  hast  raised  us  many  a  friend, 

Not  bound  by  ties  of  kindred  blood ; 
Then  let  our  hearts  in  prayer  ascend 
To  thee,  our  Father—  Snviour — God! 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

789.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourxey. 
For  a  Temperance  Anniversary. 

1  "We  praise  thee,  if  one  rescued  soul, 

While  the  past  year  prolonged  its  flight, 
Turned,  shuddering,  from  the  poisonous  bowl, 
To  health,  and  liberty,  and  light. 

2  We  praise  thee,  if  one  clouded  home, 

Where  broken  hearts  despairing  pined, 
Beheld  the  sire  and  husband  come 
Erect  and  in  his  perfect  mind. 

3  No  more  a  weeping  wife  to  mock, 

Till  all  her  hopes  in  anguish  end ; 
No  more  the  trembling  child  to  shock, 
And  sink  the  father  in  the  fiend. 

4  Still  give  us  grace,  almighty  King ! 

Unwavering  at  our  posts  to  stand, 
Till  grateful  to  thy  shrine  we  bring 
The  tribute  of  a  ransomed  land. 

790.  S.  M.  M.W.Hale. 

The  Same. 

1  Praise  for  the  glorious  light, 
Which  crowns  this  joyous  day ; 

Whose  beams  dispel  the  shades  of  night, 
And  wake  our  grateful  lay ! 

2  Praise  for  the  mighty  band, 
Redeemed  from  error's  chain, 

Whose  echoing  voices,  through  our  land, 
Join  our  triumphant  strain  ! 

3  Ours  is  no  conquest  gained 
Upon  the  tented  field  ; 

Nor  hath  the  flowing  life-blood  stained 
The  victor's  helm  and  shield. 
507 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

4  But  the  strong  might  of  love, 
And  truth's  all-pleading  voice, 

As  angels  bending  from  above, 
Have  made  our  hearts  rejoice. 

5  Lord  !  upward  to  thy  throne 
Th'  imploring  voice  we  raise ; 

The  might,  the  strength,  are  thine  alone  ! 
Thine  be  our  loftiest  praise. 


791.  L.  M.  Anonymous 

Temperance  Hymn. 

1  God  of  our  fathers,  't  is  thy  hand 

Hath  turned  the  tide  of  death  away, 
That  rolled  in  madness  o'er  the  land, 
And  filled  thy  people  with  dismay. 

2  Thy  voice  awaked  us  from  our  dream  : 

Thy  spirit  taught  our  hearts  to  feel ; 
*T  was  thy  own  light,  whose  radiant  beam 
Came  down  our  duty  to  reveal. 

3  Almighty  Parent,  still  in  thee 

Our  spirits  trust  for  strength  divine ; 
Gird  us  with' heaven's  own  energy, 
And  o'er  our  paths  let  wisdom  shine. 

4  The  work  of  man's  destruction  stay; 

The  tide  of  fire  still  backward  press  ; 
Drive  each  delusive  mist  away, 
And  every  humble  effort  bless. 

793.  7S.   M.  P.  H.  SwEETSER, 

The  Same. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  choral  song 
Floats  upon  the  breeze  along, 
Chanting  clear,  in  solemn  lays, — 
11  Man  redeemed — to  God  the  praise  !" 

508 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

2  Angels,  strike  the  golden  lyre ! 
Mortals,  catch  the  heavenly  fire  ! 
Thousands  ransomed  from  the  grave, 
Millions  yet  our  pledge  shall  save  ! 

3  Save  from  sin's  destructive  breath, 
Save  from  sorrow,  shame  and  death  — 
From  intemperance  and  strife, 

Save  the  husband,  children,  wife ! 

4  Courage  !  let  no  heart  despair  — 
Mighty  is  the  truth  we  bear  ! 
Forward  then,  baptized  in  love, 
Led  by  wisdom  from  above  ! 


793.  L.  M.  Sargent. 

The  Same. 

1  Slavery  and  death  the  cup  contains ; 

Dash  to  the  earth  the  poisoned  bowl ! 
Softer  than  silk  are  iron  chains 

Compared  with  those  that  chafe  the  soul. 

2  Hosannas,  Lord,  to  thee  we  sing, 

Whose  power  the  giant  fiend  obeys. 
What  countless  thousands  tribute  bring, 
For  happier  homes  and  brighter  days ! 

3  Thou  wilt  not  break  the  bruised  reed, 

Nor  leave  the  broken  heart  unbound : 
The  wife  regains  a  husband  freed ! 
The  orphan  clasps  a  father  found  ! 

4  Spare,  Lord,  the  thoughtless :  guide  the  blind ; 

Till  man  no  more  shall  deem  it  just 
To  live,  by  forging  chains  to  bind 
His  weaker  brother  in  the  dust. 
43*  509 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

794.  8S.   &  7S.  M.  PlERPONT. 
Morning  Hymn  for  Family  Worship. 

1  Pillows,  wet  with  tears  of  anguish, 

Couches,  pressed  in  sleepless  woe. 
Where  the  sons  of  Belial  languish, 
Father,  may  we  never  know ! 

2  For,  the  maddening  cup  shall  never 

To  our  thirsting  lips  be  pressed, 
But,  our  draft  shall  be,  forever, 
The  cold  water  thou  hast  blessed. 

3  This  shall  give  us  strength  to  labor, 

This,  make  all  our  stores  increase ; 
This,  with  thee  and  with  our  neighbor, 
Bind  us  in  the  bonds  of  peace. 

4  For  the  lake,  the  well,  the  river, 

Water-brook  and  crystal  spring, 
Do  we  now,  to  thee,  the  Giver, 
Thanks,  our  daily  tribute,  bring. 

795.  L.  M.  Logan. 
GooVs  Blessing  Implored  on  the  Temperance  Cause. 

1  For  all  who  love  thee  and  thy  cause, 

0  Lord,  thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
Who  fear  thy  name,  obey  thy  laws, 
From  this  to  earth's  remotest  shore. 

2  0  grant,  that,  freed  from  low  desire, 

And  filled  with  joy,  and  love,  and  fear, 
Each  breast  may  glow  with  holy  fire, 

While  seeking  heaven,  to  serve  thee  here. 

3  Pity,  0  God,  the  heedless  wretch, 

Who  staggers  to  a  dreadful  grave ; 
Thy  arm  of  love  around  him  stretch, 
And  show  that  thou  art  strong  to  save. 
510 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

4  Breathe  upon  those  who  scorn  our  cause  ; 
Thy  cause,  0  Lord,  for  thou  hast  blest ; 
Show  them  he  honors  most  thy  laws 
Who  loves  his  God  and  neighbor  best. 

796.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourney. 
The  Upas  Tree. 

1  There  sprang  a  tree  of  deadly  name  : 

Its  poisonous  breath,  its  baleful  dew 
Scorched  the  green  earth  like  lava-flame, 
And  every  plant  of  mercy  slew. 

2  From  clime  to  clime  its  branches  spread 

Their  fearful  fruits  of  sin  and  woe  ; 
The  prince  of  darkness  loved  its  shade, 
And  toiled  its  fiery  seeds  to  sow. 

3  Faith  poured  her  prayer  at  midnight  hour ; 

The  hand  of  zeal  at  noon-day  wrought ; 
An  armor  of  celestial  power 

The  children  of  the  cross  besought. 

4  Behold  the  axe  its  pride  doth  wound ; 

Through  its  cleft  boughs  the  sun  doth  shine; 
Its  blasted  blossoms  strew  the  ground  : 
Give  glory  to  the  arm  divine. 

5  And  still  Jehovah's  aid  implore, 

From  isle  to  isle,  from  sea  to  sea, 
From  peopled  earth's  remotest  shore, 
To  root  that  deadly  Upas  Tree. 

797.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 
Dedication  of  a  Temperance  Hall. 

1  'Mid  homes  and  shrines  forsaken 
Of  joy  and  peace  divine, 
Faint  hearts  new  strength  have  taken, 
A  light  is  seen  to  shine  ! 
511 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

Its  beaming  revelations 

Are  shed  in  mercy  far  ; 
A  guide  to  all  the  nations  — 

The  glorious  Temperance  star  ! 

2  Hushed  be  that  wail  of  sadness, 

Life,  life  has  come  again; 
Awake  the  song  of  gladness, 

Swell  high  the  choral  strain  ! 
The  lost  returns  from  straying 

In  sin's  destructive  way ; 
That  curse  is  turned  to  praying, 

That  night  to  blissful  day  ! 

3  God  of  this  day !     Our  Father ! 

In  humble  praise  to  thee, 
Within  these  walls  we  gather  — 

The  spared,  the  blest,  the  free ; 
To  hail  thy  grace  far-sounding — 

Our  Temple  dedicate 
To  hope  and  life  abounding 

In  Man  regenerate ! 

4  Rest  thou  within  it  ever, 

As  o'er  the  ark  of  old ; 
And  here,  0  may  we  never 

In  our  great  strife  wax  cold. 
Nerve  every  arm  and  spirit 

For  each  successful  blow, 
Till  Temperance  shall  inherit 

All  temples  here  below  ! 

798.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  Pierpont. 

Prayer  for  the  Abolition  of  Slavery. 

1  With  thy  pure  dews  and  rains, 
Wash  out,  0  God  !  the  stains 
From  Afric's  shore ; 
512 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

And  while  her  palm  trees  bud, 
Let  not  her  children's  blood, 
With  her  broad  Niger's  flood, 
Be  mingled  more. 

2  Quench,  righteous  God !  the  thirst, 
That  Congo's  sons  hath  cursed — 

The  thirst  for  gold  ; 
Shall  not  thy  thunders  speak, 
Where  Mammon's  altars  reek, 
Where  maids  and  matrons  shriek, 

Bound,  bleeding,  sold  ? 

3  Hear'st  thou,  O  God !  those  chains, 
That  clank  on  Freedom's  plains, 

By  Christians  wrought  ? 
Those  who  these  chains  have  worn, 
Christians  from  home  have  torn, 
Christians  have  hither  borne, 

Christians  have  bought ! 

4  Lord !  wilt  thou  not,  at  last, 
From  thine  own  image  cast 

Away  all  cords, 
Save  those  of  love,  which  brings 
Man,  from  his  long  wand'rings, 
Back — to  the  King;  of  kings, — 

The  Lord  of  lords  ? 

799.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Chapman. 

For  Faithfulness  in  the  Cause  of  Human  Freedom. 

1  0  God  of  freedom  !  hear  us  pray 

For  steadfast  hearts  to  toil  as  one ; 
Till  thy  pure  law  hath  boundless  sway  — 
Thy  will  in  heaven  and  earth  be  done. 

2  A  piercing  voice  of  grief  and  wrong 

Goes  upward  from  the  groaning  earth ; 
Most  true  and  holy  Lord  !  how  long  ?  — 
In  majesty  and  might  come  forth. 
513 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  Yet,  Lord !  remembering  mercy  too, 
Behold  th'  oppressor  in  his  sin ; 
Make  all  his  actions  just  and  true, 
Renew  his  wayward  heart  within. 

800#  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Prayer  for  Zeal  and  Love. 

1  0  Lord  !  whose  forming  hand  one  blood 

To  all  the  tribes  and  nations  gave, 
And  giv'st  to  all  their  daily  food, 
Look  down  in  pity  on  the  slave  ! 

2  Fetters  and  chains  and  stripes  remove, 

DehVrance  to  the  captives  give  ; 
And  pour  the  tide  of  light  and  love 
Upon  their  souls,  and  bid  them  live. 

3  Oh !  kindle  in  our  hearts  a  flame 

Of  zeal,  thy  holy  will  to  do ; 
And  bid  each  one,  who  loves  thy  name, 
Love  all  his  bleeding  brethren  too. 

4  Through  all  thy  temples,  let  the  stain 

Of  prejudice  each  bosom  flee; 
And,  hand  in  hand,  let  Afric's  train, 
With  Europe's  children,  worship  thee. 

801.  8s.  &  7s.  M.         Mrs.  Livermore. 

Prayer  for  the  Slave. 

1  Father,  who  of  old  descended 

From  thy  throne  above  the  sky, 
And  thine  Israel's  rights  defended, 
Hear  the  bondman's  anguished  cry ! 

2  Hear  how  Ethiopia  crieth, 

Kneeling  on  the  blood-stained  sod ; 
And  how  sable  Afric'  sigheth, 
Lifting  up  her  hands  to  God ! 
514 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  From  trie  grasp  of  strong  oppression, 

From  the  tyrant's  rusting  chain, 

And  from  slavery's  deep  depression, 

With  its  life-long  hours  of  pain ; 

4  From  our  country's  wide  savannas, 

Let  the  cry  come  up  to  thee, 
Let  the  prayers  become  hosannas  — 
Father,  set  thy  children  free  ! 


802.  7s.  M.  Mrs.  Follen. 

That  God  would  hear  the  Cries  of  the  Slave. 

1  Loud  !  deliver ;  thou  canst  save  ; 

Save  from  evil,  Mighty  God ! 
Hear  —  oh!  hear  the  kneeling  slave, 
Break  —  oh!  break  th'  oppressor's  rod. 

2  May  the  captive's  pleading  fill 

All  the  earth,  and  all  the  sky ; 
Every  other  voice  be  still, 

While  he  pleads  with  God  on  high. 

3  He,  whose  ear  is  everywhere, 

Who  doth  silent  sorrow  see, 
Will  regard  the  captive's  prayer, 
Will  from  bondage  set  him  free. 

4  From  the  tyranny  within, 

Save  thy  children,  Lord !  we  pray ; 
Chains  of  iron,  chains  of  sin, 
Cast  forever,  cast  away. 

5  Love  to  man,  and  love  to  God, 

Are  the  weapons  of  our  war ; 
These  can  break  the  oppressor's  rod — 
Burst  the  bonds  that  we  abhor. 
515 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

803.  L.  M.  J.  G.  Whittier. 
For  a  Liberty  Meeting  oh  the  Fourth  of  July. 

1  0  Thou  !  whose  presence  went  before 

Our  fathers  in  their  weary  way, 
As  with  thy  chosen  moved  of  yore 
The  fire  by  night — the  cloud  by  day ! 

2  When,  from  each  temple  of  the  free, 

A  nation's  song  ascends  to  heaven, 
Most  Holy  Father  !  unto  thee, 

May  not  our  humble  prayer  be  given, — 

3  For  those  to  whom  this  day  can  bring, 

Not,  as  to  us,  the  joyful  thrill;  — 
For  those,  who,  under  freedom's  wing, 
Are  bound  in  slavery's  fetters  still :  — 

4  And  grant,  0  Father !  that  the  time 

Of  Earth's  deliverance  may  be  near, 

When  every  land,  and  tongue,  and  clime, 

The  message  of  thy  love  shall  hear. 

5  When  smitten,  as  with  fire  from  heaven, 

The  captive's  chain  shall  sink  in  dust, 
And  to  his  fettered  soul  be  given 
The  glorious  freedom  of  the  just. 

804.  L.  M.  Miss  Weston. 
* '  Tis  good  to  be  merciful." 

1  'T  is  good  to  weep  and  mourn  for  those, 

Crushed  down  by  Slavery's  iron  hand, 

And  feel,  while  numbering  o'er  their  woes, 

Strength  for  the  just  and  true  to  stand. 

2  'T  is  good  and  true  to  say  to  those, 

Who  claim  a  right  in  human  kind, 
"  Mercy  and  Justice  are  your  foes, 
And  they  shall  certain  triumph  find." 
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PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  'Tis  good  —  'tis  blessed,  to  say  to  all, 

"  Arise,  to  help  the  wretched  slave, 
Upon  your  God  for  courage  call, 

And  in  his  strength  go  forth  and  save." 

4  Lord  !  this  is  what  we  seek  to  do ; 

Grant  us  thy  grace  to  do  it  well ; 
Help  us  thy  glory  to  pursue, 
And  of  thy  promises  to  tell. 


>.  P.  M.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

The  Progress  of  Freedom. 

1  Oppression  shall  not  always  reign ; 

There  comes  a  brighter  day, 
When  freedom,  burst  from  every  chain, 

Shall  have  triumphant  way. 
Then  right  shall  over  might  prevail, 
And  truth,  like  hero  armed  in  mail, 
The  hosts  of  tyrant  wrong  assail, 

And  hold  eternal  sway. 

2  What  voice  shall  bid  the  progress  stay 

Of  truth's  victorious  car  ? 
What  arm  arrest  the  growing  day, 

Or  quench  the  solar  star  ? 
What  reckless  soul,  though  stout  and  strong, 
Shall  dare  bring  back  the  ancient  wrong, 
Oppression's  guilty  night  prolong, 

And  freedom's  morning  bar  ? 

3  The  hour  of  triumph  comes  apace, 

The  fated,  promised  hour, 
When  earth  upon  a  ransomed  race 

Her  bounteous  gifts  shall  shower. 
King,  Liberty,  thy  glorious  bell ! 
Bid  high  ihy  sacred  banner  swell ! 
Let  trump  on  trump  the  triumph  tell 

Of  Heaven's  redeeming  power. 
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PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 


806.  6s.  &10s.M.     j  M^D0NDwiAGSHrR' 

Peace. 

1  No  war  nor  battle's  sound 
Was  heard  the  earth  around, — 

No  hostile  chiefs  to  furious  combat  ran ; 

But  peaceful  was  the  night 

In  which  the  Prince  of  Light  ** 
His  reign  of  peace  upon  the  earth  began. 

2  No  conqueror's  sword  he  bore, 
Nor  warlike  armor  wore, 

Nor  haughty  passions  roused  to  contest  wild ; 

In  peace  and  love  he  came, 

And  gentle  was  the  reign, 
Which  o'er  the  earth  he  spread  by  influence  mild. 

3  Unwilling  kings  obeyed, 
And  sheathed  the  battle  blade, 

And  called  their  bloody  legions  from  the  field ; 

In  silent  awe  they  wait, 

And  close  the  warrior's  gate, 
Nor  know  to  whom  their  homage  thus  they  yield. 

4  The  peaceful  conqueror  goes, 
And  triumphs  o'er  his  foes, 

His  weapons  drawn  from  armories  above ; 

Behold  the  vanquished  sit 

Submissive  at  his  feet, 
And  strife  and  hate  are  changed  to  peace  and  love. 


807.  ,  6s.  &  4s.  M.  E.  Davis. 

For  an  Anniversary  fleeting  of  the  Friends  of  Peace. 

1  Not  with  the  flashing  steel  — 
Not  with  the  cannon's  peal, 
Or  stir  of  drum, 
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PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

But  in  the  bonds  of  love  ; 
Our  white  flag  floats  above, 
Her  emblem  is  the  dove, 
'T  is  thus  we  come. 

2  The  laws  of  Christian  light, 
These  are  our  weapons  bright, 

Our  mijghty  shield  ; 
Christ  is  our  leader  high, 
And  the  broad  plains  which  lie 
Beneath  the  blessed  sky, 

Our  battle  field. 

3  On,  then,  in  God's  great  name, 
Let  each  pure  spirit's  flame 

Burn  bright  and  clear : 
Stand  firmly  in  your  lot, 
Cry  ye  aloud,  "  Doubt  not," 
Be  every  fear  forgot, 

Christ  leads  us  here. 

4  So  shall  Earth's  distant  lands 
In  happy,  holy  bands, 

One  brotherhood, 
Together  rise  and  sing, 
And  joyful  offerings  bring, 
And  Heaven's  Eternal  King 

Pronounce  it  good. 

808.  C.  M.  Gibbons. 

Prayer  for  Universal  Peace. 

1  Lord,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  run, 

Armed  with  thy  Spirit's  power ; 
Ten  thousand  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens  and  fruits  arrayed, 
A  blooming  paradi-e. 
519 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root 

In  each  regenerate  heart, 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 
And  heavenly  fruits  impart. 

4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crowned,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 
Nor  murderous  cannon  roar. 

5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait;  —  those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold ; 
Fly  swifter,  sun  and  stars,  and  bring 
This  promised  age  of  gold  ! 


800.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Gospel  of  Peace. 

1  Joy  to  the  earth !  the  Prince  of  Peace 
His  banner  has  unfurled ; 
Let  strife,  and  sin,  and  error  cease, 
And  joy  pervade  the  world ! 


2  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  for  truth  and  grace 

His  word  and  life  display  ; 
Let  every  soul  his  love  embrace, 
And  own  its  gentle  sway. 

3  Peace  on  the  earth,  good  will  to  men, 

Embraced  the  Gospel  plan ; 
Let  that  sweet  strain  be  heard  again, 
Which  angel-tones  began. 

4  Joy  to  the  isles  and  lands  afar, 

Messiah  reigns  above ; 
Let  every  eye  behold  the  star, 
The  star  of  light  and  love. 
520 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

9»  C.    M.  Mrs.  Livermore. 

Peace. 

1  No  warlike  sounds  awoke  trie  night, 

Announcing  Jesus'  birth, 
But  angels  borne  on  wings  of  light, 
Who  chanted  "  Peace  to  earth  !  " 

2  Not  in  the  warrior's  armor  mailed 

Was  Christ  the  Saviour  found ; 
Not  striving,  when  by  wrath  assailed, 
Not  with  the  laurel  crowned. 

3  But  meek  and  lowly  was  his  life, 

The  gentle  Prince  of  Peace, 
Whose  law  condemns  the  hostile  strife, 
And  bids  dissensions  cease. 

4  Then  let  the  war-cry  ne'er  be  rung 

Beneath  the  smiling  sky, 
Nor  to  the  clouds  the  banner  flung 
That  tells  of  victory. 

5  But  let  the  blissful  period  haste, 

When,  hushed  the  cannon's  roar, 
The  sword  shall  cease  mankind  to  waste, 
And  war  shall  be  no  more. 


L.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Prospect  of  Universal  Peace. 

O'er  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God, 

In  latter  days,  shall  rise 
Above  the  summits  of  the  hills, 

And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 

Shall  the  whole  world  command. 
4;-  521 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  Nor  war  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  strife 

Disturb  those  happy  years  ; 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

4  No  longer  host,  encountering  host, 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore  ; 
They  '11  lay  the  martial  trumpet  by, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

812.  7s.  M.         Lewins  Mead  Coll. 
The  Blessings  of  Peace. 

1  Peace  !  the  welcome  sound  proclaim, 
Dwell  with  rapture  on  the  theme ; 
Loud,  still  louder,  swell  the  strain  : 
Peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men. 

2  Breezes  !  whispering  soft  and  low, 
Gently  murmur  as  ye  blow, 
Breathe  the  sweet  celestial  strain, 
Peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men. 

3  Ocean's  billows  !  far  and  wide 
Rolling  in  majestic  pride  : 

Loud  still  louder,  swell  the  strain, 
Peace  on  earth,  good  will  to  men. 

4  Christians  !  who  these  blessings  feel, 
And  in  adoration  kneel ; 

Loud,  still  louder,  swell  the  strain, 
Praise  to  God,  good  will  to  men. 

813.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Miss  Fletcher. 

Compassion  for  the  Sinning. 

1  Think  gently  of  the  erring  ! 
Lord,  let  us  not  forget, 
However  darkly  stained  by  sin, 
He  is  our  brother  yet. 
522 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

Heir  of  the  same  inheritance  ! 

Child  of  the  self-same  God  ! 
He  hath  but  stumbled  in  the  path, 

We  have  in  weakness  trod. 

Speak  gently  to  him,  brother; 

Thou  yet  mayst  lead  him  back, 
With  holy  words,  and  tones  of  love, 

From  misery's  thorny  track. 
Forget  not  thou  hast  often  sinned, 

And  sinful  yet  must  be  : 
Deal  gently  with  the  erring  one, 

As  God  hath  dealt  with  thee. 


814.  10s.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 

1  Breathe  thoughts  of  pity  o'er  a  brother's  fall, 

But  dwell  not  with  stern  anger  on  his  fault ; 
The  grace  of  God  alone  holds  thee,  holds  all; 
■  Were  that  withdrawn,  thou,  too,  wouldst  swerve 
and  halt. 

2  Send  back  the  wand'rer  to  the  Saviour's  fold ; 

That  were  an  action  worthy  of  a  saint ; 
But  not  in  malice  let  the  crime  be  told, 
Nor  publish  to  the  world  the  evil  taint. 

3  The  Saviour  suffers  when  his  children  slide  ; 

Then  is  his  holy  name  by  men  blasphemed  ! 
And  he  afresh  is  mocked  and  crucified, 
Even  by  those  his  bitter  death  redeemed. 

4  Rebuke  the  sin,  and  yet  in  love  rebuke  ; 

Feel  as  one  member  in  another's  pain  ; 
Win  back  the  soul  that  his  fair  path  forsook, 
And  mighty  and  rejoicing  is  thy  gain  ! 
523 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

815.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Livermore. 

Reclaiming  Power  of  Love. 

1  Jesus,  what  precept  is  like  thine, 

"Forgive,  as  ye  would  be  forgiven!  " 
If  heeded,  0  what  power  divine 

Would  then  transform  our  earth  to  heaven. 

2  Not  by  the  harsh  or  scornful  word, 

Should  we  our  brother  seek  to  gain, 
Not  by  the  prison  or  the  sword, 

The  shackle,  or  the  clanking  chain. 

3  But  from  our  spirits  there  must  flow 

A  love  that  will  his  wrong  outweigh ; 
Our  lips  must  only  blessings  know, 
And  wrath  and  sin  shall  die  away. 

4  ?T  was  heaven  that  formed  the  holy  plan 

To  bring  the  wanderer  back  by  love  ; 
Thus  let  us  win  our  brother,  man, 
And  imitate  thee,  God  above  ! 


81G.  L.  M."  Miss  Fletcher. 

For  the  Prisoner. 

1  Father  !  we  pray  for  those  who  dwell 
"Within  the  prison's  erloomy  cell ! 

For  those  whose  souls  are  bending  low 
Beneath  the  weight  of  guilt  and  woe  ! 

2  Thy  love  hath  kept  our  thorny  way 
And  saved  us  from  sin's  iron  sway ; 
Our  brethren  in  a  weaker  hour 
Have  yielded  to  temptation's  power. 

3  Teach  us  with  humble  hearts  to  feel, 
How  darkly  on  our  brows  the  seal 
Of  guilt  might  now  perchance  be  set, 
Had  we  the  same  temptation  met. 

524 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

4  Then  while  the  error  we  would  shun, 
We  still  would  aid  the  erring  one 
To  turn  from  sin's  unpitying  sway, 
To  virtue's  fair  and  pleasant  way. 

817.  L.  M.  Miss  Edgarton. 
The  Same. 

1  Oh  shut  not  out  sweet  Pity's  ray 

From  souls  now  clouded  o'er  by  sin ; 
Touch  their  deep  springs,  and  let  the  day 
Of  Christian  love  flow  freely  in. 

2  Send  them  kind  missions,  though  their  feet 

No  more  again  the  world  may  tread ; 
Some  pulse  of  better  life  may  beat 

In  hearts  that  seem  unmoved  and  dead. 

3  'T  is  just  that  they  should  bear  the  pain 

Of  keen  remorse  and  guilty  shame ; 
But  scorn  may  drive  to  crime  again — 
*T  is  only  love  that  can  reclaim. 

818.  S.  M.  Miss  Fletcher. 

The  Same. 

1  We  come  to  thee,  0  God, 
With  hushed  and  solemn  strain ; 

We  come  to  plead  for  those  who  lie 
Bound  with  the  prisoner's  chain. 

2  0,  give  them  contrite  hearts, 
To  feel  their  fearful  sin, 

And  give  to  us  a  patient  faith 
Those  erring  ones  to  win. 

3  Give  us  to  love  thy  law, 
The  paths  of  vice  to  shun, 

But  never  harshly  dare  to  spurn 
The  suffering  sinful  one. 
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PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

810.  S.  M.        Miss  Martineau,  alt. 

The  Coming  of  Christ  in  Power. 

1  Loud  Jesus,  come  ;  for  here 
Our  path  through  wilds  is  laid ! 

We  watch  as  for  the  day-spring  near, 
Amid  the  breaking  shade. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  hosts 
Meet  on  the  battle  plain : 

The  patriot  mourns,  the  tyrant  boasts, 
And  tears  are  shed  like  rain. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  chains 
Are  still  upon  the  slave  ; 

Bind  up  his  wounds,  relieve  his  pains, 
The  pining  bondman  save. 

4  Hark  !  herald  voices  near, 
Lead  on  thy  happier  day : 

Come,  Lord,  and  our  hosannas  hear ; 
We  wait  to  strew  thy  way. 

5  Come,  as  in  days  of  old, 

With  words  of  grace  and  power ; 
Gather  us  all  within  thy  fold, 
And  let  us  stray  no  more. 

820.  CM.  R.Nicoll. 

Honor  all  Men. 

1  I  may  not  scorn  the  meanest  thing 

That  on  the  earth  doth  crawl ; 
The  slave  who  would  not  burst  his  chain, 
The  tyrant  in  his  hall. 

2  The  vile  oppressor  who  hath  made 

The  widowed  mother  mourn, 
Though  worthless,  soulless  he  may  stand, 
I  cannot,  dare  not  scorn. 
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PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  The  darkest  night  that  shrouds  the  sky, 
.Of  beauty  hath  a  share  : 
The  blackest  heart  hath  sighs  to  tell 
That  God  still  lingers  there. 

S21.  C.  Jk  Whittier. 

The  Call  of  Truth. 

1  Oh  !   not  alone  with  outward  sign, 

Of  fear,  or  voice  from  heaven, 
The  message  of  a  truth  divine, 

The  call  of  God,  is  given ; 
Awakening  in  the  human  heart, 

Love  for  the  true  and  right, 
Zeal  for  the  Christian's  better  part, 

Strength  for  the  Christian's  fight. 

2  Though  heralded  by  nought  of  fear, 

Or  outward  sign  or  show; 
Though  only  to  the  inward  ear 

It  whisper  soft  and  low ; 
Though  dropping  as  the  manna  fell, 

Unseen,  yet  from  above. 
Holy  and  gentle,  heed  it  well  : 

The  call  to  truth  and  love. 


822.  C.  M.  Loxd.  Inquirer. 

Encouragement  to  Christian  Effort. 

1  Scorx  not  the  slightest  word  or  deed, 

Nor  deem  it  void  of  power  ; 
There  's  fruit  in  each  wind-wafted  seed, 
Waiting  its  natal  hour. 

2  A  whispered  word  may  touch  the  heart, 

And  call  it  back  to  life  ; 
A  look  of  love  bid  sin  depart, 
And  still  unholv  strife. 


PHILANTHROPIC    SUBJECTS. 

3  No  act  falls  fruitless ;  none  can  tell 

How  vast  its  power  may  be ; 
Nor  what  results  enfolded  dwell 
Within  it  silently. 

4  Work  and  despair  not :  bring  thy  mite, 

Nor  care  how  small  it  be ; 
God  is  with  all  that  serve  the  right, 
The  holy,  true,  and  free. 


823.  S.  M.  Enfield. 

•     Forgiveness. 

1  I  hear  the  voice  of  woe  ! 
I  hear  a  brother's  sigh ! 

Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow, 
With  tears  of  love,  my  eye. 

2  I  hear  the  thirsty  cry  ! 
The  hungry  beg  for  bread ! 

Then  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply, 
My  hand  its  bounty  shed. 

3  The  debtor  humbly  sues, 
Who  would,  but  cannot  pay ; 

And  shall  I  lenity  refuse, 
Who  need  it  every  day  ? 

4  And  shall  not  wrath  relent, 
Touched  by  that  humble  strain, 

My  brother  crying,  "  I  repent, 
Nor  will  offend  again  ? " 

5  How  else,  on  soaring  wing, 
Can  hope  bear  high  my  prayer, 

Up  to  thy  throne,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  plead  for  pardon  there  ? 

528 


SEAMEN'S    HYMN'S. 

824.  7s.  M.  Milman. 

"And  he  arose  and  rebuked  the  winds  and  seaP 

1  Lord  !  thou  didst  arise  and  say, 

To  the  troubled  waters,  "  Peace," 
And  the  tempest  died  away, 

Down  they  sank,  the  foaming  seas ; 
And  a  calm  and  heaving  sleep 
9  Spread  o'er  all  the  glassy  deep, 
All  the  azure,  lake  serene 

Like  another  heaven  was  seen ! 

2  Lord  !  thy  gracious  word  repeat 

To  the  billows  of  the  proud ! 
Quell  the  tyrant's  martial  heat, 

Quell  the  fierce  and  changing  crowd ! 
Then  the  earth  shall  find  repose, 

From  oppressions,  and  from  woes ; 
And  another  heaven  appear 

On  our  world  of  darkness  here  ! 


SEAMEN'S   HYMNS. 

825.  L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

"  They  that  go  down  to  the  sea  in  ships" 

1  Lord  of  the  wide  extended  main  ! 

Whose  power  the  winds  and  seas  controls, 
Whose  hand  doth  earth  and  heaven  sustain, 
Whose  spirit  leads  believing  souls  ; 

2  Throughout  the  deep  thy  footsteps  shine ; 

We  own  thy  way  is  in  the  sea, 
O'erawed  by  majesty  divine, 
And  lost  in  thine  immensity ! 

3  Infinite  God!  thy  greatness  spanned 

These  heavens,  and  meted  out  the  skies  ; 
Lo  !  in  the  hollow  of  thy  hand 

The  measured  waters  sink  and  rise. 
45  590 


SEAMEN  S    HYMNS. 

4  Thee  to  perfection  who  can  tell  ? 

Earth  and  her  sons  beneath  thee  lie, 
Lighter  than  dust  within  thy  scale, 
And  less  than  nothing  in  thine  eye. 

§26.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Seaman's  Song. 

1  Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad  ? 
With  hardy  mariners  survey 

The  unknown  regions  of  the  sea. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind ; 

Till  God  command,  and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Bereaved  of  hope,  to  God  they  cry : 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

4  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
And  stormy  tempests  cease  to  rage ; 
The  grateful  band  their  fears  give  o'er 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  shore. 

5  0,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
Let  them  their  purest  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

827.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Hemans. 

"  These  see  the  works  of  the  Lord,  and  his  wonders  in  the  deep.1'1 

1  "  Oh  God  !  thy  name  they  well  may  praise, 
Who  to  the  deep  go  down, 
And  trace  the  wonders  of  thy  ways, 
Where  rocks  and  billows  frown. 
530 


SEAMEN  S    UYMNS. 

2  For  many  a  fair  majestic  sight 

Hath  met  their  wandering  eyes, 
Beneath  the  streaming  northern  light, 
Or  blaze  of  Indian  skies. 

3  If  glorious  be  that  awful  deep, 

No  human  power  can  bind, 
What  then  art  thou,  who  bid'st  it  keep 
Within  its  bounds  confined  ! 

4  Let  heaven  and  earth  in  praise  unite, 

Eternal  praise  to  thee, 
Whose  word  can  rouse  the  tempest's  might, 
Or  still  the  raging  sea !" 

828.  L.  M.  61.  Anonymous. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

1  Lord  of  the  sea  !  —  thy  potent  sway 
Old  ocean's  wildest  waves  obey ; 

The  gale  that  whistles  through  the  shrouds, 
The  storm  that  drives  the  frighted  clouds, — 
If  but  thy  whisper  order  peace, 
How  soon  their  rude  commotions  cease ! 

2  Lord  of  the  sea ! — the  seaman  keep 
From  all  dangers  of  the  deep  ! 

When  high  the  white-capped  billows  rise, 
When  tempests  roar  along  the  skies, 
When  foes  or  shoals  awaken  fear, — 
0,  in  thy  mercy  be  thou  near. 

3  Lord  of  the  sea !  —  a  sea  is  life 

Of  care  and  sorrow,  woe  and  strife ! 
With  watchful  pains  we  steer  along, 
To  keep  the  right  path,  shun  the  wrong : 
God  grant,  that,  when  we  cease  to  roam, 
.  We  gain  an  everlasting  home  ! 
531- 


seamen's  hymns. 

839*  7s.  M.  Mrs.  SiaoiniNEY 

The  Same. 

1  When  the  parting  bosom  bleeds, 
When  our  native  shore  recedes, 
When  the  wild  and  faithless  main 
Takes  us  to  her  trust  again, 
Father!  view  a  sailor's  woe  — 
Guide  us  wheresoe'er  we  go. 

2  When  the  lonely  watch  we  keep, 
Silent  on  the  mighty  deep, 
While  the  boisterous  surges  hoarse 
Bear  us  daily  on  our  course, 

Eye  that  never  slumbers  !  shed 
Holy  influence  on  our  head. 

3  When  the  Sabbath's  peaceful  ray, 
O'er  the  ocean's  breast  doth  play, 
Though  no  throngs  assemble  there, 
No  sweet  church-bell  warns  to  prayer, 
Spirit !  let  thy  presence  be 

Sabbath  to  the  unresting  sea. 

4  When  in  foreign  lands  we  roam, 
Far  from  kindred,  far  from  home, 
Stranger-eyes  our  conduct  view, 
Heathen-bands  our  steps  pursue, 
Let  our  conversation  be 

Fitting  those  who  follow  thee. 

5  Should  pale  death,  with  arrow  dread, 
Make  the  ocean-cave  our  bed, 
Though  no  eye  of  love  might  see 
Where  that  shrouded  grave  shall  be  — 
God  !  who  hear'st  the  surges  roll, 
Deign  to  save  the  sailor's  soul. 

532 


seamen's  hymns. 

S3©.  C.  M.  Madan's  Coll. 

Thanksgiving  for  Deliverance  in  a  Storm. 

1  Our  little  bark,  on  boisterous  seas, 

By  cruel  tempests  tossed, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Expecting  to  be  lost, — 

2  We  to  the  Lord,  in  humble  prayer, 

Breathed  out  our  sad  distress ; 
Though  feeble,  yet  with  contrite  hearts, 
We  begged  return  of  peace. 

3  Then  ceased  the  stormy  winds  to  blow ; 

The  surges  ceased  to  roll ; 

And  soon  again  a  placid  sea 

Spoke  comfort  to  the  soul. 

4  0,  may  our  grateful,  trembling  hearts 

Their  hallelujahs  sing 
To  him  who  hath  our  lives  preserved, — 
Our  Father  and  our  King. 

831.  8s.  M.  H.F.Gould. 

Hymn  at  Sea. 

1  0  Thou  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies. 

And  measured  the  depths  of  the  sea, 
'Twixt  heavens  and  ocean  shall  rise 
Our  incense  of  praises  to  thee. 

2  We  know  that  thy  presence  is  near 

While  heaves  our  bark  far  from  the  land  ;  — 
We  ride  o'er  the  deep  without  fear ;  — 
The  waters  are  held  in  thy  hand. 

3  Eternity  comes  in  the  sound 

Of  billows  that  never  can  sleep  ! 
There  's  Deity  circling  us  round, — 
Omnipotence  walks  o'er  the  deep ! 
533 


SEAMEN'S    HYMNS. 

4  0  Father,  our  eye  is  to  thee, 
As  on  for  the  haven  we  roll ; 
And  faith  in  our  Pilot  shall  be 
An  anchor  to  steady  the  soul. 

832.  L.  M.  Cowper. 

Temptation  compared  to  a  Storm. 

1  The  billows  swell ;  the  winds  are  high ; 
Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky  : 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call ; 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

2  0  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm ; 
Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill ; 
Control  the  waves  :  say,  "  Peace  !  be  still." 

833.  L.   M.  L.  H.  SlGOURNEY. 

Prayer  at  Sea. 

1  Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  cottage  homes, 

Where  sire  and  child  devoutly  kneel, 
While  through  the  open  casement  nigh 
The  vernal  blossoms  fragrant  steal. 

2  Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  stately  halls, 

Where  heart  with  kindred  heart  is  blent, 
And  upward  to  th'  eternal  throne 
The  hymn  of  praise  melodious  sent. 

3  But  he  who  fain  would  know  how  warm 

The  soul's  appeal  to  God  may  be, 
From  friends  and  native  land  should  turn, 
A  wanderer  on  the  faithless  sea ;  — 

4  Should  hear  its  deep,  imploring  tone 

Eise  heavenward  o'er  the  foaming  surge, 
When  billows  toss  the  fragile  bark, 
And  fearful  blasts  the  conflict  urge. 

534 


seamen's  hymns. 

5  Naught,  naught  appears  but  sea  and  sky ; 
No  refuge  where  the  foot  may  flee  : 
How  will  he  cast,  0  Rock  divine, 
The  anchor  of  his  soul  on  thee  ! 

834.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 
The  Sailor's  Grave. 

1  Not  in  the  church-yard  shall  he  sleep, 

Amid  the  silent  gloom, — 
His  home  was  on  the  mighty  deep, 
And  there  shall  be  his  tomb. 

2  He  loved  his  own  bright,  deep  blue  sea, 

O'er  it  he  loved  to  roam  ; 
And  now  his  winding  sheet  shall  be 
That  same  bright  ocean's  foam. 

3  No  village  bell  shall  toll  for  him 

Its  mournful,  solemn  dirge  ; 
The  winds  shall  chant  a  requiem 
To  him  beneath  the  surge. 

4  For  him,  break  not  the  grassy  turf, 

Nor  turn  the  dewy  sod ; 
His  dust  shall  rest  beneath  the  surf, 
His  spirit  with  its  God. 

835.  C.  M.  Select  Hymns. 
Prayer  for  Seamen. 

1  We  come,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

And,  with  united  pleas, 
We  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roam 
Far  off  upon  the  seas. 

2  0,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea. 
535 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 


3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 
Pour  peace  into  his  breast, 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above 
Of  everlasting  rest. 


NATIONAL   HYMNS. 


836.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

National  Hymn. 

1  My  country  't  is  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing  ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee — 
Land  of  the  noble,  free — 

Thy  name  —  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song : 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake ; 
Let  all  that  breathe,  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break, — 

The  sound  prolong. 
536 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 

Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 


837.  C.  M.  Wreford. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
0,  hear  us  for  our  native  land, — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  0  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion  pure  and  mild 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours ; 
And  piety  and  virtue  bless 
The  home  of  us  and  ours. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 
537 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 

838.  L.  M.  61.  H.Ware,  Jr. 

The  God  of  our  Fathers. 

1  Like  Israel's  hosts  to  exile  driven, 

Across  the  flood  the  pilgrims  fled ; 
Their  hands  bore  up  the  ark  of  Heaven, 

And  Heaven  their  trusting  footsteps  led, 
Till  on  these  savage  shores  they  trod, 
And  won  the  wilderness  for  God. 

2  Then,  where  their  weary  ark  found  rest, 

Another  Zion  proudly  grew ; 
In  more  than  Judah's  glory  dressed, 

With  light  that  Israel  never  knew. 
From  sea  to  sea  her  empire  spread, 
Her  temple  Heaven,  and  Christ  her  head. 

3  Then  let  the  grateful  church,  to-day 

Its  ancient  rite  with  gladness  keep ; 
And  still  our  fathers'  God  display 

His  kindness,  though  the  fathers  sleep. 
0,  bless,  as  thou  hast  blessed  the  past, 
While  earth,  and  time,  and  heaven  shall  last. 


839.  C.  M.  Watts. 

"Thou  shalt  teach  them  to  thy  children" 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  performed  of  old  : 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known  — 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we  '11  convey  his  wonders  down 
To  every  rising  race. 
538 


CIONAL   HYMNS. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

£40.  L.  M.  Flint. 

"We  have  a  goodly  heritage" 

1  In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 

That  bound  our  goodly  heritage, 
And  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines 
Our  youth  is  blest,  and  soothed  our  age. 

2  What  thanks,  0  God,  to  thee  are  due, 

That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here  ; 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard,  to  the  planter  dear. 

3  The  toils  they  bore,  our  ease  have  wrought; 

They  sowed  in  tears — in  joy  we  reap ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought 

We  '11  guard,  till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown 

In  weal  and  woe  through  all  the  past, 
Their  grateful  sons,  0  God,  shall  own 

While  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 

841.  L.  M.  Presbyterian  Coll. 

God  Acknowledged  in  National  Blessings. 

1  Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 
Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 
With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee. 
Wo  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 
539 


NATIONAL   HYMNS. 

2  Here  freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

3  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds, 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

4  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 

In  dangers  still  our  guardian  be ; 
O,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here; 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 


842.  L.  M.  Roscoe. 

Remembrance  of  our  Fathers. 

1  Great  God  !  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  world's  extended  kingdoms  lie ; 
Whose  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all, 
Whose  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall ; 

2  We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne  ; 
Thy  power  we  see,  thy  goodness  own  ; 
But,  cherished  by  thy  milder  voice, 
Our  bosoms  tremble  and  rejoice. 

3  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 
Their  children's  children  long  shall  own  ; 
To  thee  with  grateful  hearts  shall  raise 
Their  tribute  of  exulting  praise. 

4  Our  God,  our  Guardian,  and  our  Friend  ! 
Oh  still  thy  sheltering  arm  extend ; 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 

For  ages  may  thy  kindness  last. 
540 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 

843.  C.  ML  c.  SrnAGUB. 

The  Pilgrims. 

1  Our  fathers,  Lord,  to  seek  a  spot 

Where  they  might  kneel  to  thee, 
Their  own  fair  heritage  forgot, 
And  braved  an  unknown  sea. 

2  Here  found  their  pilgrim  souls  repose 

Where  long  the  heathen  roved ; 

And  here  their  humble  anthems  rose 

To  bless  the  Power  they  loved. 

3  They  sleep  in  dust, — but  where  they  trod, 

A  feeble,  fainting  band, 
Glad  millions  catch  the  strain,  0  God, 
And  sound  it  through  the  land. 

844.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  PlERPONT. 
Anniversary  Hymn. 

1  God  of  mercy,  do  thou  never 

From  our  offering  turn  away, 
But  command  a  blessing  ever 
On  the  memory  of  this  day. 

2  Light  and  peace  do  thou  ordain  it ; 

O'er  it  be  no  shadow  flung, 
Let  no  deadly  darkness  stain  it, 
And  no  clouds  be  o'er  it  hung. 

3  May  the  song  this  people  raises, 

And  its  vows  to  thee  addressed, 

Mingle  with  the  prayers  and  praises, 

That  thou  nearest  from  the  blest. 

4  When  the  lips  are  cold  that  sing  thee, 

And  the  hearts  that  love  thee  dust, 
Father,  then  our  souls  shall  bring  thee 
Holier  love  and  firmer  trust. 
541 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 

84*5.  C.  M.  Aspland's  Coll. 

The  Virtuous  Love  of  Country, 

1  Parent  of  all,  omnipotent ! 

In  heaven  and  earth  below  ! 
Through  all  creation's  vast  extent 
Whose  streams  of  goodness  flow : 

2  Teach  me  to  know  from  whence  I  rose, 

And  unto  what  designed  ; 
No  private  aims  may  I  propose, 
That  injure  human  kind. 

3  To  hear  my  country's  lawful  voice 

May  my  best  thoughts  incline ; 
'T  is  reason's  law,  't  is  virtue's  choice, 
'T  is  nature^  call,  and  thine. 

4  Me  from  fair  freedom's  sacred  cause 

May  nothing  e'er  divide  ; 
Nor  grandeur,  gold,  nor  vain  applause, 
Nor  friendship  false,  misguide. 

5  To  duty,  honor,  virtue  true, 

In  all  my  country's  weal, 
Let  me  my  public  walk  pursue : 
So,  God,  thy  favor  deal. 

846.  6s.   &  4s.  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

»  Anniversary  Hymn. 

1  Auspicious  morning,  hail ! 
Voices  from  hill  and  vale 

Thy  welcome  sing  : 
Joy  on  thy  dawning  breaks  ; 
Each  heart  that  joy  partakes, 
While  cheerful  music  wakes, 
Its  praise  to  bring. 
512 


NATIONAL    HY3INS. 

Long  o'er  our  native  hills, 
Long  by  our  shaded  rills, 

May  freedom  rest ; 
Long  may  our  shores  have  peace, 
Our  flag  grace  every  breeze, 
Our  ships  the  distant  seas, 

From  east  to  west. 

Peace  on  this  day  abide, 
From  morn  till  even-tide ; 

Wake  tuneful  song ; 
Melodious  accents  raise ; 
Let  every  heart,  with  praise, 
Bring  high  and  grateful  lays, 

Rich,  full,  and  strong. 


6s.  &  4s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

The  Same. 

1  Loud  raise  the  notes  of  joy ; 
Freemen,  your  songs  employ, 

As  well  ye  may ;  — 
Let  your  full  hearts  go  out 
In  the  exulting  shout, 
And  with  your  praise  devout, 

Greet  this  glad  day ! 

2  Children  of  lisping  tongue, 
Those  whose  full  hearts  are  young, 

Lift  up  the  song  ! 
Manhood  and  hoary  age, 
Let  naught  your  joy  assuage, 
In  the  high  theme  engage, 

Praises  prolong ! 

3  God  of  our  fathers'  land ! 
Long  may  our  temples  stand 

Sacred  to  thee  ! 
543 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 

Let  thy  bright  light  divine 
On  all  the  people  shine, 
Make  us  forever  thine, 
From  sin  set  free  ! 

848.  L.  P.  M.  Kims, 

National  Praise  and  Prayer. 

1  With  grateful  hearts  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim  : 
Through  every  age,  O,  may  we  own 
Jehovah  here  has  fixed  his  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

2  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  men  behold  the  circling  sun, 

Lord,  in  our  land  support  thy  reign ; 
Crown  her  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  truth  and  peace  her  borders  bless, 

And  all  thy  sacred  rights  maintain. 

849*  6s.  &  4s.  M.  Anonymous, 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  God  bless  our  native  land, 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 

Through  storm  and  night ; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Euler  of  winds  and  wave, 
Do  thou  our  country  save, 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  sides ; 

On  him  we  wait ; 
Thou  who  hast  heard  each  sigh, 
Watching  each  weeping  eye, 
Be  thou  forever  nigh  ;  — 

God  save  the  state. 
544 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

850.  7s.  &  6s.  M.      Christian  Ballads. 

Our  Country. 

Now  pray  we  for  our  country, 

Pray  that  it  long  may  be 
The  holy  and  the  happy, 

And  the  gloriously  free ! 
Who  blesseth  her  is  blessed ! 

So  peace  be  in  her  walls ; 
And  joy  in  all  her  villages, 

Her  cottages  and  halls. 


THE    SEASONS,  ANNUAL   OCCASIONS,  ETC. 

851.  L.  M.  Heginbotham. 

TJie  God  of  the  Seasons. 

1  Great  God  !  let  all  our  tuneful  powers 

Awake  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  ; 
Thy  hand  rolls  on  our  circling  hours, 
The  hand  from  which  our  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons  revolving  round 

In  beauteous  order  speak  thy  praise ; 
And  years  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  Each  changing  season  on  our  souls 

Its  sweetest,  kindest  influence  sheds ; 
And  every  period,  as  it  rolls, 

Showers  countless  blessings  on  our  heads. 

4  Our  lives,  our  health,  our  friends,  we  owe 

All  to  thy  vast  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 
545 


THE    SEASONS,  ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,  ETC. 

852.  L.  M.  Enfield's  Set. 
The  Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons. 

1  Great  God  !  at  whose  all-powerful  call 

At  first  arose  this  beauteous  frame, 
By  thee  the  seasons  change,  and  all 
The  changing  seasons  speak  thy  name. 

2  Thy  bounty  bids  the  infant  year, 

From  winter  storms  recovered,  rise ; 
When  thousand  grateful  scenes  appear. 
Fresh  opening  to  our  wondering  eyes. 

3  O,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see 

The  earth  in  vernal  beauty  dressed ! 
While  in  each  herb,  and  flower,  and  tree, 
Thy  bright  perfections  shine  confessed  ! 

4  Indulgent  God !  from  every  part, 

Thy  plenteous  blessings  largely  flow ; 
We  see,  —  we  taste;  —  let  every  heart 
With  grateful  love  and  duty  glow. 

853.  C.  M.  Watts. 
Seasons. 

1  With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  belowr ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  councils  change  the  face 

Of  each  declining  year ; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  On  us  his  providence  has  shone, 
With  gentle,  smiling  rays ; 
0,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
His  goodness  and  his  praise. 


854.  H.  M.  J.  Taylor 

Providence  acknowledged  in  the  Seasons. 

1  Rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King : 

Your  Lord  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals  !  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

2  His  wintry  north  winds  blow, 

Load  tempests  rush  amain  ; 
Yet  his  thick  showers  of  snow 

Defend  the  infant  grain  : 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

3  He  wakes  the  genial  spring, 

Perfumes  the  balmy  air  ; 
The  vales  their  tribute  bring, 
The  promise  of  the  year  : 
-    Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

4  He  leads  the  circling  year ; 

His  flocks  the  hills  adorn; 
He  fills  the  golden  ear, 

And  loads  the  field  with  corn ; 
0  happy  mortals  !  raise  your  voice ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

855.  7s.  M.  Barbauld 

The  Seasons. 

1  Pkaise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  that  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land, — 

All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'ernowing  stores, — 

3  These  to  that  dear  Source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days, 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

4  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never-ending  praise, 
And,  when  every  blessing 's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

85G.  L.  M.  Doddridge 

The  Same. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

To  hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole ; 
By  thee  the  sun  is  taught  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  suns  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores ; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

857.  L.  M.  Watts. 
The  Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons.     Ps.  65. 

1  At  God's  command,  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day ; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wTheels 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills. 

2  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  dressed  in  flowers. 

3  The  desert  growTs  a  fruitful  field ; 
Abundant  food  the  valleys  yield ; 
The  valleys  shout  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  neighboring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

4  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine ; 
O'er  every  field  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear : 
Great  God  !  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

858.  C.  M.  Fergus. 
The  Promises  of  the  Year. 

1  The  year  begins  with  promises 
Of  joyful  days  to  come, 
Of  Sabbath  bells,  of  times  of  prayer, 
Of  thoughts  on  heaven,  our  home  : 
549 


THE  .SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  Of  seed-time,  with  its  gentle  winds, 

Soft  dews  and  healthful  showers, 
And  streamlets  gushing  from  the  hills, 
And  birds  and  opening  flowers  : 

3  Of  summer,  with  its  warbling  choir 

Amid  the  balmy  leaves ; 
Of  autumn,  with  its  fragrant  herbs 
And  fruits  and  bending  sheaves : 

4  Of  countless  mercies  from  our  God, 

Who  rules  the  changeful  years, 
Both  here  and  in  the  world  of  love, 
Beyond  the  heavenly  spheres. 


859,  S.  M.  Watts. 

Blessings  of  Spring. 

1  Good  is  the  heavenly  King, 
Who  makes  the  earth,  his  care, 

Visits  the  pastures  every  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  Like  rivers  raised  on  high, 
The  clouds,  at  thy  command, 

Pour  out  their  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  hills,  on  every  side, 
Rejoice  at  falling  showers  : 

The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

4  The  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
And  ranks  of  corn  appear ; 

Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 
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THE    SEASONS,   ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

860.  C.  M. 

Spring. 

1  When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day ! 

2  Hark  !  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing ! 

'T  is  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  0  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring  blooming  in  my  heart. 

4  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 

861.  C.  M.  Peabody. 
Spring. 

1  When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 

Proclaim  the  opening  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joy  arise  ! 
What  prospects  bright  appear  ! 

2  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise  ; 
And  all,  that  by  his  mercy  live, 
To  God  their  offering  raise. 

3  The  streams,  all  beautiful  and  bright, 

Reflect  the  morning  sky ; 
And  there,  with  music  in  his  flight, 
The  wild  bird  soars  on  high. 
551 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  Thus,  like  the  morning,  calm  and  clear, 

That  saw  the  Saviour  rise, 
The  spring  of  heaven's  eternal  year 
Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 

5  No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 

Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 
Where,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 
The  weary  are  at  rest. 

862.  L.   M.  Fergus. 
Spring-  Time. 

1  The  spring,  the  joyous  spring  is  come 
With  lovely  flowers  of  early  bloom  ; 
The  warbling  birds,  on  every  tree, 
Fill  all  the  air  with  melody. 

2  Once  more,  unsealed,  the  fountains  run, 
Sparkling,  beneath  a  brighter  sun  ; 
Green  leaves  and  tender  herbs  arise, 
Cheered  by  the  glow  of  warmer  skies. 

3  Oh  Lord,  the  changes  of  the  year 
At  thy  Almighty  word  appear ; 
And  all  the  seasons,  as  they  roll, 
Declare  thy  name  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Spring  showers,  descending  from  above, 
Bear  down  glad  tidings  of  thy  love, 
And  every  blossom  on  the  tree 
Bespeaks  our  gratitude  to  thee. 

863.  S.  M.  Anonymous. 
Summer. 

1     Great  God,  at  thy  command, 
Seasons  in  order  rise  : 
Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 
Through  earth,  a:  ad  skies. 


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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  How  balmy  is  the  air  ! 

How  warm  the  sun's  bright  beams  ! 
While,  to  refresh  the  ground,  the  rains 
Descend  in  gentle  streams. 

3  With  grateful  praise  we  own 
Thy  providential  hand, 

While  grass,  and  herbs,  and  waving  corn, 
Adorn  and  bless  the  land. 

4  But  greater  still  the  gift 
Of  thy  beloved  Son  ; 

By  him  forgiveness,  peace,  and  joy, 
Through  endless  ages  run. 


864.  C.  M.  T.  Richardson. 

"The  Hymn  of  Summer." 

1  How  glad  the  tone  when  summer's  sun 

Wreathes  the  gay  world  with  flowers, 
And  trees  bend  down  with  golden  fruit, 
And  birds  are  in  the  bowers  ! 

2  The  moon  sends  silent  music  down 

Upon  each  earthly  thing; 
And  always,  since  creation's  dawn, 
The  stars  together  sing. 

3  Shall  man  remain  in  silence,  then, 

While  ail  beneath  the  skies 
The  chorus  joins  ?  no,  let  us  sing, 
And  while  our  voices  rise, 

4  0,  let  our  lives,  great  God,  breathe  forth 

A  constant  melody ; 
And  every  action  be  a  tone 
In  that  sweet  hymn  to  thee  ! 
47  553 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

865.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Brit.  Magazine. 

Autumn. 

1  The  leaves,  around  me  falling, 

Are  preaching-  of  decay  ; 
The  hollow  winds  are  calling, 

"  Come,  pilgrim,  come  away :" 
The  day,  in  night  declining, 

Says  I  must,  too,  decline ; 
The  year  its  bloom  resigning, 

Its  lot  foreshadows  mine. 

2  The  light  my  path  surrounding, 

The  loves  to  which  I  cling, 
The  hopes  within  me  bounding, 

The  joys  that  round  me  wing, — 
All,  all,  like  stars  at  even, 

Just  gleam  and  shoot  away, 
Pass  on  before  to  heaven, 

And  chide  at  my  delay. 

3  The  friends  gone  there  before  me 

Are  calling  from  on  high, 
And  happy  angels  o'er  me 

Tempt  sweetly  to  the  sky : 
"  Why  wait,"  they  say,  "  and  wither, 

'Mid  scenes  of  death  and  sin  ? 
0,  rise  to  glory,  hither, 

And  find  true  life  begin." 

866.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Winter. 

1  The  hoary  frost,  the  fleecy  snow, 
Descend,  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  When,  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high, 

God  pours  the  sounding  hail, 
The  man  that  does  his  power  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 

3  God  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

4  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

867.  H.  M.  Freeman. 

The  Same. 

1  Lord  of  the  worlds  below  ! 
On  earth  thy  glories  shine ; 
The  changing  seasons  show 
Thy  skill  and  power  divine. 
The  rolling  years 


Are  full  of  thee  ; 


In  all  we  see 
A  God  appears. 


2  In  winter,  awful  thou  ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast; 
The  leafless  forests  bow 
Beneath  thy  northern  blast. 
While  tempests  lower,  I    We  homage  bring, 
To  thee,  dread  King,     |    And  own  thy  power. 

868.  L.  M.  H.  Ballou. 

The  Acceptable  Fast. 

1  This  is  the  fast  the  Lord  doth  choose ; 
Each  heavy  burden  to  undo, 
The  bands  of  wickedness  to  loose, 
And  bid  the  captive  freely  go. 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  Let  every  vile  and  sinful  yoke 

Of  servile  bondage  and  of  fear, 
By  mercy,  love  and  truth  be  broke ; 
And  from  each  eye  wipe  every  tear. 

3  Yes,  to  the  hungry  deal  thy  bread ; 

Bring  to  thine  house  the  outcast  poor ; 
There  let  the  fainting  soul  be  fed, 
Nor  spurn  the  needy  from  thy  door. 

4  And  when  thou  seest  the  naked,  spare 

The  raiment  that  his  wants  demand ; 
Since  all  mankind  thy  kindred  are, 
To  all  thy  charity  expand. 

5  Thus  did  the  Saviour  of  our  race  : 

Himself,  the  Bread  of  Life,  he  gave ; 
He  clothed  us  with  his  righteousness, 
And  broke  the  fetters  from  the  slave. 

869.  C.  M.  S.  Streeter, 

Humiliation  and  Prayer. 

1  Here  in  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  meet, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
Abased  and  guilty,  at  thy  feet 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 

2  Our  sins  rise  up  in  dread  array, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  fear ; 
Our  trembling  spirits  melt  away, 
But  find  no  helper  near. 

3  O,  send  thy  pity  from  on  high 

With  pardon  all-divine ; 
Bring  now  thy  gracious  spirit  nigh, 
And  make  us  wholly  thine. 
556 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  We  humbly  mourn  our  follies  past, 
Each  guilty  path  deplore  ; 
Resolved,  while  feeble  life  shall  last, 
To  tread  those  paths  no  more. 

870.  CM.  Anonymous. 
The  Same. 

1  Now  let  our  prayers  ascend  to  thee, 

Thou  great  and  holy  One  ; 
Above  the  world  raise  thou  our  hearts ; 
In  us,  thy  will  be  done. 

2  0,  let  us  feel  how  frail  we  are, 

How  much  we  need  thy  grace ; 
0,  strengthen,  Lord,  our  fainting  souls, 
While  here  we  seek  thy  face. 

3  Our  sins,  alas  !  before  thee  rise  ; 

Thou  knowest  all  our  guilt ; 
Let  not  our  faith,  our  hope,  our  trust, 
On  earthly  things  be  built. 

4  Forgive  our  sins,  thy  spirit  grant, 

Let  love  our  souls  refine, 
And  heavenly  peace  and  holy  hope 
Assure  that  we  are  thine. 

871.  S.  M.  Drummond. 
"Is  it  such  a  fast  that  I  have  chosen  ?  " 

1  "  Is  this  a  fast  for  me  ?" — 
Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God ;  — 

14  A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul, 
And  feel  affliction's  rod?  — 

2  "  Like  bulrush  low  to  bow 
His  sorrow-stricken  head, 

With  sackcloth  for  his  inner  vest, 
And  ashes  round  him  spread  ? 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

3  "  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 
To  stay  th'  avenging  hand, 

Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land  ? 

4  "  No  ;  is  not  this  alone 
The  sacred  fast  1  choose, — 

Oppression's  yoke  be  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ?  — 

5  "  To  nakedness  and  want 
Your  food  and  raiment  deal, 

To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal  ? 

6  "  Then,  like  the  morning  ray, 
Shall  spring  your  health  and  light ; 

Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine, 
Behind,  my  glory  bright ! " 


872.  L.  M.  Dyek. 

Public  Humiliation. 

1  Great  Maker  of  unnumbered  worlds, 

And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore, — 
"Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power, — 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 

That  wakes  the  wind,  and  lifts  the  sea ; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  bat  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

8  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 
To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry ; 
Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 
Thine  incense  the  repentant  sigh. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  O  may  our  land,  in  this  her  hour, 

Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod, 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  friend, 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God. 

873.  C.  M.  Ripfon's  Coll 
Public  Supplication. 

1  When  Abrah'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 

Before  Jehovah  stood, 
And,  with  an  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued, — 

2  With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace, 

Was  his  petition  crowned ! 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  this  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  pious  soul 

So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 
Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  in  vain  ? 

4  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 

Now,  as  in  ancient  times  ? 

Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 

Gomorrah  in  her  crimes  ? 

5  Still  we  are  thine ;  we  bear  thy  name ; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode : 
Long  has  thy  presence  blessed  our  land : 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God. 

874.  C.  M.  Rippon's  Coll 
Judgments  for  National  Sins  Deprecated, 

1  Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Thy  mourning  people  bend; 
5T  is  on  thy  pardoning  grace  alone 
Our  dvinsr  hopes  depend. 
559 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  Dark  judgments,  from  thy  heavy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  our  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  changed,  alas  !  are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

4  0,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord ; 

Convert  us  by  thy  grace ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  see  again  thy  face. 

5  Then,  should  oppressing  foes  invade, 

We  will  not  yield  to  fear, 
Secure  of  all-sufficient  aid, 
When  thou,  0  God,  art  near. 


875.  L.  M.  Amir. 

In  time  of  War. 

1  While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strow  the  ground, 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 

The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  Thou,  who  hast  stamped  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heaven-born  mind, 
And  in  a  Father's  wide  embrace 

Hast  cherished  all  the  kindred  race, — 

3  Great  God,  whose  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind, 

O,  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 
And  hush  the  maddening  world  to  peace. 
560 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  "With  reverence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above, — 
"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  ! " 

876.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Thanksgiving  Hymn. 

1  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
In  loud  thanksgivings  raise 

Hand,  heart,  and  voice  ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty, — but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices  raise, 

With  sweet  accord ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

87 #  •  C.  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Same. 

1  Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew ; 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  mild,  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 


878.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Same. 

1  Great  God  !  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  has  crowmed  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat ; 
"  Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat ;" 

"  The  joy  of  harvest"  we  have  known ; 
The  praise,  0  Lord !  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord ! 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 

That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace ; 
Ripen  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low. 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 


879.  L.  M.  Brettell. 

Harvest  Home. 

1  The  last  full  wain  has  come, — has  come  ! 
And  brought  the  golden  harvest  home : 
The  labors  of  the  year  are  done : 
Accept  our  thanks,  all-bounteous  One  ! 

2  For  the  green  spring,  her  herbs  and  flowers, 
For  the  warm  summer's  blooming  bowers, 
For  all  the  fruits  that  flush  the  boughs, 
When  russet  autumn  decks  her  brows ; 

3  For  the  bright  sun,  whose  fervid  ray 
Ripens  the  corn,  and  cheers  the  day ; 
For  the  round  moon,  whose  yellow  light 
Gilds  the  long  labors  of  the  night ; 

4  For  the  rich  sea  of  shining  grain, 

That  spreads  its  waves  o'er  hill  and  plain ; 
For  the  cool  breeze,  whose  light  wings  fan 
The  weary,  sun-burnt  husbandman  ; 

5  For  the  soft  herbage  of  the  soil, 
For  ruddy  health,  the  child  of  toil ; 
For  all  the  good  the  year  displays, 
Accept,  0  God,  our  grateful  praise. 

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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

880.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Crosse. 
The  Sacrifice  of  Thanksgiving. 

1  Lord  of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  ocean, 

Hear  us  from  thy  bright  abode, 
While  our  hearts,  with  true  devotion, 
Own  their  great  and  gracious  God. 

2  Health  and  every  needful  blessing 

Are  thy  bounteous  gifts  alone  ; 
Comforts  undeserved  possessing, 
Here  we  bend  before  thy  throne. 

3  Thee,  with  humble  adoration, 

Lord,  we  praise  for  mercies  past ; 
Still  to  this  most  favored  nation 
May  those  mercies  ever  last. 

881.  7s.  M.  Sacred  Lyrics. 
Thanksgiving. 

1  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels,  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  Heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  : 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey, — 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, — 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark!  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

882.  7s.  M.  Ev.  Magazine. 

u  Thou  crownest  the  year  with  goodness." 

1  Praise  on  thee,  in  Zion's  gates, 
Daily,  0  Jehovah  !  waits  ; 
Unto  thee,  0  God !  belong 
Grateful  words  and  holy  song. 

2  Thou  the  hope  and  refuge  art 
Of  remotest  lands  apart, 
Distant  isles  and  tribes  unknown, 
'Mid  the  ocean-waste,  and  lone. 

3  Thou  dost  visit  earth,  and  rain 
Blessings  on  the  thirsty  plain, 
From  the  copious  founts  on  high, 
From  the  rivers  of  the  sky. 

4  Thus  the  clouds  thy  power  confess, 
And  thy  paths  drop  fruitfulness : 
And  the  voice  of  song  and  mirth 
Rises  from  the  tribes  of  earth. 


883.  L.  M.  Presbyterian  Coll 

Goodness  of  God  Celebrated. 

1  Join,  every  tongue,  to  praise  the  Lord ; 
All  nature  rests  upon  his  word  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  his  courts  maintain, 
And  own  his  universal  reign. 

2  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  evening  and  the  morn  rejoice 

To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Enriched  with  fruit,  and  dressed  in  flowers. 

3  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  power  divine; 
In  all  the  earth  thy  glories  shine  ; 
Through  every  month  thy  gifts  appear; 
Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 


THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 
884.  L.    M.  L.  H.  SlGOUKNEY. 

Harvest. 

1  God  of  the  year  !  with  songs  of  praise 
And  hearts  of  love,  we  come  to  bless 
Thy  bounteous  hand,  for  thou  hast  shed 
Thy  manna  o'er  our  wilderness. 

2  In  early  spring-time  thou  didst  fling 
O'er  earth  its  robe  of  blossoming ; 
And  its  sweet  treasures,  day  by  day, 
Rose  quickening  in  thy  blessed  ray. 

3  God  of  the  seasons  !  thou  hast  blest 

The  land  with  sunlight  and  with  showers, 
And  plenty  o'er  its  bosom  smiles 
To  crown  the  sweet  autumnal  hours. 

4  Praise, — praise  to  thee  !    Our  hearts  expand 
To  view  these  blessings  of  thy  hand, 

And  on  the  incense-breath  of  love 
Ascend  to  their  bright  home  above. 


885.  L.  P.  M.  Kippis. 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Prosperity. 

1  How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King ! 
From  thee  our  public  blessings  spring ; 

Th'  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  treasures  liberty  bestows, 
Th'  eternal  joys  the  gospel  shows, — 

All  from  thy  boundless  goodness  rise. 

2  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store, 
Which  pours  from  every  foreign  shore ; 

Science  and  art  their  charms  display  ; 
Religion  teaches  us  to  raise 
Our  voices  to  our  Maker's  praise, 

As  truth  and  conscience  point  the  way. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

3  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim ; 
This  land  through  every  age  shall  own, 
Jehovah  here  has  fixed  his  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

4  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  man  behold  the  circling  sun, 

O,  still  may  God  amidst  us  reign  ; 
Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless, 

And  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain. 

886.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

New  Year's  Day. 

1  Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
By  which,  supported  still,  we  stand  : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own : 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest : 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 
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THE    SEASONS,  ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

887.  C.  M.  DOBDEU.L 

Reflections  for  a  New  Year. 

1  Kemark,  my  soul,. the  narrow  bounds 

Of  the  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  rounds  ! 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

3  Waken,  0  God,  my  trifling  heart, 

Its  great  concerns  to  see ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

4  Thus  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  peaceful  soul 
To  joy  that  never  dies. 

888.  7s.  M.  Newton 
New  Year's  Day. 

1  "While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here  : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below : 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind ;  — 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 
Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream : 

Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise ; 
All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view  ; 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

^Iay  we  dwTell  with  thee  above. 

880.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Same. 

1  My  Helper,  God,  I  bless  his  name ; 

The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same ; 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care 
Open,  and  crown,  and  close,  the  year. 

2  I  'midst  ten  thousand  dangers  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand, 
And  see,  when  I  survey  my  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  me  on  ; 
Thus  far  I  make  his  mercy  known ; 
And,  while  I  tread  this  mortal  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 


800.  C.  M.  Heginbotham. 

New  Year.     Providential  Goodness. 

1  God  of  our  lives,  thy  various  praise 
Our  voices  shall  resound  : 
Thy  hand  directs  our  fleeting  days, 
And  brings  the  seasons  round. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

2  To  thee  shall  grateful  songs  arise, 

Our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
Whose  constant  mercies  from  the  skies 
In  genial  streams  descend. 

3  In  every  scene  of  life,  thy  care, 

In  every  age,  we  see ; 
And  constant  as  thy  favors  are, 
So  let  our  praises  be. 

4  Still  may  thy  love,  in  every  scene, 

In  every  age,  appear ; 
And  let  the  same  compassion  deign 
To  bless  the  opening  year. 

5  If  mercy  smile,  let  mercy  bring 

Our  wandering  souls  to  God  : 
In  our  affliction  we  shall  sing, 
If  thou  wilt  bless  the  rod. 


SOI.  L.  M.  John  Fawcett. 

"He  holdeth  our  soul  in  life" 

1  0  God,  my  helper,  ever  near  ! 
Crown  with  thy  smile  the  present  year ; 
Preserve  me  by  thy  favor  still, 

And  fit  me  for  thy  sacred  will. 

2  My  safety,  each  succeeding  hour, 
Depends  on  thy  supporting  power : 
Accept  my  thanks  for  mercies  past, 
And  be  my  guard,  while  life  shall  last. 

3  My  moments  move  with  winged  haste, 
Nor  know  I  which  shall  be  the  last : 
Danger  and  death  are  ever  nigh, 
And  I  this  year  perhaps  may  die. 

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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

4  Prepare  me  for  the  trying  day ; 
Then  call  my  willing  soul  away : 
I  '11  quit  the  world  at  thy  command, 
And  trust  my  spirit  to  thy  hand. 

892.  C.  M.  Newton. 
New  Year.     Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 

And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  From  ail  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

I\Iay  mercy  set  us  free  ; 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

3  Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  loved  before. 

4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

893.  C.  M.  Bp.  Middleton. 

Self- Examination.     New  Year. 

1  As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh? 
T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days. 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved, 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed ; 
And  time  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

3  Yet,  Holy  Father !  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer . 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
0  speed  my  soul  to  thee  ! 

894.  7s.  M.  Newton. 

Invocation.     New  Year. 

1  Bless,  0  Lord,  each  opening  year 
To  the  souls  assembling  here : 
Clothe  thy  word  with  power  divine, 
Make  us  willing  to  be  thine. 

2  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 
Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run ; 
Scatter  darkness,  doubts,  and  fears, 
Wipe  away  the  mourners'  tears. 

3  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young ; 
Call  forth  praise  from  every  tongue : 
Let  our  whole  assembly  prove 

All  thy  power  and  all  thy  love  ! 

895.  C.  M.  Browne. 

The  Closing  Year. 

1  And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  my  short  life  is  past : 
I  cannot  long  continue  here  ; 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Part  of  my  doubtful  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again ; 
And  swift  my  fleeting  moments  run  — 
The  few  which  yet  remain  ! 
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THE    SEASON*,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS.    ETC. 

3  Awake,  my  soul !  with  all  thy  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
What  are  thy  hopes  —  how  sure,  how  fair, 
And  what  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Now  a  new  space  of  life  begins, 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
Through  Christ,  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 


806.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Tlie  Same. 

1  Time  by  moments  steals  away, 
First  the  hour  and  then  the  day ; 
Small  the  daily  loss  appears, 
Yet  it  soon  amounts  to  years. 

2  Thus  another  year  is  flown  ; 
Now  it  is  no  more  our  own, 

If  it  brought  or  promised  good, 
Than  the  years  before  the  flood. 

3  But  may  none  of  us  foreret 
It  has  left  us  much  in  debt ; 
Who  can  tell  the  vast  amount 
Placed  to  every  one's  account ! 

4  Favors,  from  the  Lord  received, 
Sins,  that  have  his  spirit  grieved, 
Marked  by  an  unerring  hand, 

In  his  book  recorded  stand. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

5  If  we  see  another  year, 

May  thy  blessing  meet  us  here : 

Sun  of  righteousness,  arise, 

Warm  our  hearts  and  bless  our  eyes. 

897.  C.  M.  Watts, 
The  Seme. 

1  Time  !  what  an  empty  vapor  't  is  I 

And  days,  how  swift  they  are  ! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  star. 

2  The  present  moments  just  appear,. 

Then  slide  away  in  haste  ; 
That  we  can  never  say,  they  're  here ; 
But  only  say,  they  're  past. 

3  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 

And  death  is  ever  nigh ; 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin 
We  all  begin  to  die. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God !  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favors  share  ; 
Yet,  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 
Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 

5  'T  is  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  clothed  with  love ; 
While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road 
Which  leads  our  souls  above. 

898.  L.  M.  Watts. 

God  eternal,  and  Man  mortal,    Ps.  90. 

1  Through  every  age,  eternal  God, 
Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode  ! 
High  was  thy  throne  ere  heaven  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,  ETC. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  reigned  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashioned  into  man ; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

3  A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  day  in  thine  account; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night. 

4  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away ;  our  life  's  a  dream, 
An  empty  tale,  a  morning  flower 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 


S99,  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Closing  Year. 

1  God  of  our  life  !  thy  constant  care 

*    With  blessings  crowns  each  opening  year : 
These  lives  so  frail  thy  love  prolongs ; 
Be  this  the  burden  of  our  songs. 

2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since,  from  this  day,  the  changing  sun 
Through  his  last  yearly  course  has  run ! 

3  We  yet  survive,  but  who  can  say, 

Or  through  the  year,  or  month,  or  day, 
We  shall  retain  this  vital  breath, 
Secure  from  all  the  shafts  of  death  ? 

4  We  hold  our  lives  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  worlds  unknown ; 
To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign, 

Make  them  and  own  them  all  as  thine. 
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THE    SEASONS,    ANNUAL    OCCASIONS,    ETC. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  my  heart 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

90©.  C.  M. 

The  Same. 

1  Mark  how  the  swift-winged  minutes  fly, 

And  hours  still  hasten  on  ! 
How  swift  the  circling  months  run  round ! 
How  soon  the  year  is  gone ! 

2  How  is  our  debt  of  love  increased 

To  that  sustaining  Power, 
Who  hath  upheld  our  feeble  frame, 
And  blest  each  rolling  hour. 

3  For  all  thy  favors,  O  our  God, 

Thy  goodness  we  adore ; 
Thou  hast  our  cup  with  blessings  filled, 
And  made  that  cup  run  o'er. 

4  What  shall  befall  in  future  life, 

We  would  not,  Lord,  inquire  : 
To  be  prepared  for  all  thy  will, 
Be  this  our  chief  desire. 


901.  Ss.  &  7s.  M.  ETstlin. 

Reliance  for  the  Future. 

1  Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing  ! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears; 
May  we  still  thy  love  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 

2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 

Peace  companion  of  our  way  ; 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 
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SOCIAL   AND  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

3.  CM.  Ancient  Hymns. 

The  Joy  of  Social  Worship. 

1  How  good  and  pleasant  is  the  sight, 

How  gTeat  the  bliss  they  share, 
When  Christ's  assembled  flock  unite 

In  acts  of  social  prayer  ! 
God  thither,  with  paternal  care, 

His  face  benignant  bends ; 
And  Jesus,  by  his  spirit  there, 

On  faithful  hearts  descends. 

2  To  such,  by  hallowed  lips  expressed, 

His  grace  confirms  his  word, 
As  once  Cornelius'  house  it  blest, 

From  holy  Peter  heard : 
On  prayer  and  praise,  in  faith  preferred, 

His  heavenly  dew  is  shed; 
And  he  to  all,  who  come  prepared, 

Dispenses  heavenly  bread. 

3  To  God,  adored  in  ages  past, 

Enthroned  in  majesty, — 
To  God,  whose  worship  aye  shall  last 

Throughout  eternity, — 
To  thee,  Great  God,  we  bend  the  knee, 

And  in  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Through  Christ,  all  glory  give  to  thee, 

With  all  thy  heavenly  host. 
49  577 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

PU9I«  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Tne  Joy  of  Social  Devotion. 

1  0,  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 

Whom  one  communion  blends, 
Council  to  hold  in  converse  sweet, 
And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 

2  'T  is  joy  to  think  the  angel  train, 

Who  'mid  heaven's  temple  shine, 
To  seek  our  earthly  temples  deign, 
And  in  our  anthems  join. 

3  But  chief,  'tis  joy  to  think  that  He, 

To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 
Delights  her  gathered  flock  to  see, 
Her  joint  devotions  hear. 

4  Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 

While  here  such  joys  are  given  ? 
"  This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven  ! " 

904*  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 

For  a  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  Father,  hear  us  when  we  pray, 

Look  in  mercy  from  above  ; 
Turn  not,  Lord,  thy  face  away, 

Hear,  and  grant  thy  pardoning  love. 

2  In  the  name  of  Christ  we  come, 

Asking  grace  and  seeking  peace, 

Raise  our  hearts  to  heaven,  our  home, 

And  from  worldly  cares  release. 

3  Pure  and  holy  may  we  be, 

Far  removed  all  vain  desire  ; 
From  all  hate  and  envy  free, 
Let  our  souls  to  thee  aspire. 

578 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

4  While  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
And  his  words  with  zeal  obey, 
His  sweet  promise  we  may  claim ;  — 
"  He  will  meet  us  when  we  pray." 


905.  7s.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 

Call  to  Social  Worship. 

1  Let  us  join,  as  God  commands, 
Let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands, 
Help  to  gain  our  calling's  hope ; 
Help  to  build  each  other  up ; 
Carry' on  the  Christian's  strife; 
Walk  in  holiness  of  life  ; 
Faithfully  our  gifts  improve 

For  the  sake  of  him  we  love;  — 

2  Still  forget  the  things  behind ; 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind ; 
Toward  the  mark  unwearied  press ; 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness, 
While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 
God  our  hearts  will  still  unite ; 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove  — 
Fellowship  in  Jesus,  love. 

3  Still,  0  Lord,  our  faith  increase ; 
Cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness : 
Thee  th'  unholy  cannot  see  : 
Make,  0  make  us  meet  for  thee : 
Every  vile  affection  kill ; 

Root  out  every  seed  of  ill ; 
Utterly  abolish  sin ; 
Write  thy  law  of  love  within. 
579 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

906.  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns,. 
Call  to  Social  Worship. 

1  0,  come,  and  let  th'  assembly  ail 

To  serve  our  God  unite, 
And,  mindful  of  the  social  call, 
Partake  the  social  rite. 

2  In  token  of  the  common  vow, 

Be  ours,  with  one  consent, 

The  worship  of  the  lowly  brow, 

And  knees  devoutly  bent ! 

3  But  chief,  inflamed  with  heavenly  fire, 

Devotion's  better  part, 
Be  ours  instinct  with  one  desire, 
The  worship  of  the  heart ! 

4  Let  each,  let  all,  their  prayers  above, 

In  one  oblation  bend, 
And  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
On  all,  on  each  descend ! 

907.  C.  M.  Methowst  Coix 
Call  to  Worship. 

1  Father,  united  by  thy  grace, 

And  each  to  each  endeared 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 

And  bear  his  easy  yoke, 
A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink ; 

Baptize  into  one  name ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 

580 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 
Let  all  our  hearts  agree ; 
And  ever  towards  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  towards  thee. 


908.  7s.  M.  Wesley's  Coll, 

For  Brotherly  Love. 

1  God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  Son  agree ; 
Show  to  us  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove ; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

2  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind ; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

Let  us  for  each  other  care ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear ; 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give ; 
Show  how  true  believers  live. 

3  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 
Let  us,  then,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above ; 
On  the  wings  of  angels  fly  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 
49*  581 


SOCIAL   AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

909.  L.  M.  Newtow. 

Meeting  of  Christian  Friends, 

1  Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

A  hearty  welcome  here  receive ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love* 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us, 

4  We  '11  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffered,  for  us  here  below, 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he  's  doing  for  us  now. 

910.  L.   M.  COWPEK. 

For  Social  Worship. 

1  Our  God,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

582 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm.  nor  deaf  thine  ear : 
0,  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own ! 


Oil*  L.  M.  Ancient  Hymns 

Commendatory  of  Christian  Union. 

1  Blest  with  unearthly  bliss  were  they 
Who  saw  the  church's  infant  day, 
And  strove  their  Christian  part  to  bear, 
By  sign  and  spirit  joined  with  her. 

2  The  truth,  which  Christ's  apostles  taught, 
Then  ruled  each  faithful  convert's  thought ; 
Each  aimed  in  unity  to  keep 

Unrent  th'  apostles'  fellowship. 

3  The  bread,  with  rites  harmonious  broke, 
The  union  of  all  hearts  bespoke  ; 

And  prayer,  with  lips  united  prayed, 
The  union  of  all  minds  displayed. 

4  0  thus  that  Christians  still  would  live, 
And  thus  delightful  witness  give, 
How  well  the  debt  of  love  they  know, 
To  Christ  and  to  his  church  they  owe  ! 


912.  6s.  &  8s.  M.         Methodist  Coll. 

For  Union. 

1  Thou  God  of  truth  and  love, 
We  seek  thy  perfect  way, 
Ready  thy  choice  t'  approve, 
Thy  providence  t'  obey; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design, 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  in  thine. 
583 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 

In  the  same  age  and  place  * 
And  why  together  brought 
To  see  each  other's  face  ? 
To  join  with  softest  sympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  souls  in  thee  2 

3  Didst  thou  not  make  us  one, 

That  we  might  one  remain, 
Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain ; 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove 
And  rise  renewed  in  perfect  love  ? 


913.  7s.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 

For  Union  of  Heart. 

1  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  the  saints  below, 

Hear  us,  who  thy  nature  share, 
Who  thy  loving  children  are. 
Join  us,  in  one  spirit  join, 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine  : 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  who  fillest  all  in  all ! 

2  Closer  knit  us  to  our  Head ; 
Nourish  us,  in  Christ,  and  feed ; 

*  Let  us  daily  growth  receive, 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 
Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide  ; 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide  : 
Placed  according  to  thy  will, 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfil ; 

3  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touched  with  softest  sympathy ; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care ; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 

584 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

Love,  like  death,  hath  all  destroyed, 
Rendered  our  distinctions  void ! 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall : 
Thou,  0  God,  art  all  in  all  ! 

914.  C.  M.  Milton. 

The  Blessedness  of  the  Devout. 

1  How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord, 

From  noise  and  trouble  free ; 
How  beautiful  the  sweet  accord 
Of  souls  that  pray  to  thee. 

2  Lord  God  of  hosts,  that  reign'st  on  high, 

They  are  the  truly  blest, 
Who  only  will  on  thee  rely, 
In  thee  alone  will  rest. 

3  They  pass  refreshed  the  thirsty  vale, 

The  dry  and  barren  ground, 
As  through  a  fruitful,  watery  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  For  God,  the  Lord,  both  sun  and  shield, 

Gives  grace  and  glory  bright ; 
No  good  from  him  shall  be  withheld 
Whose  ways  are  just  and  right. 

915.  C.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

For  Mutual  Edification. 

1  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear ! 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

585 


SOCIAL   AND   DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up ; 

Our  little  stock  improve ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

3  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

916.  7s.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 
Invocation, 

1  Father,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee : 
Draw  us  by  thy  grace  alone ; 
Give,  O  give  us  to  thy  Son. 

2  Jesus,  friend  of  human  kind, , 
Let  us  in  thy  name  be  joined ; 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless ; 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

3  Heavenly,  all-alluring  Dove, 
Shed  thy  overshadowing  love ; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace  impart ; 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart. 

917.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 
The  Love  of  the  Brethren. 

1  A  holy  air  is  breathing  round, 

A  savor  from  above ; 
Be  every  soul  from  sense  unbound, 
Be  every  spirit  love. 

2  0  God,  unite  us  heart  to  heart, 

In  sympathy  divine, 
That  we  be  never  drawn  apart, 
And  love  nor  thee  nor  thine. 
586 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

3  But,  by  the  cross  of  Jesus  taught, 
And  all  thy  gracious  word, 
Be  nearer  to  each  other  brought, 
And  nearer  to  our  Lord. 

918.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Christian  Union. 

1  Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 

Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love  ! 

2  Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'T  is  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

010*  S.  M.  Sacred  Lyrics. 

Morning  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  How  sweet  the  melting  lay, 
Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 

When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Christians  unite  in  prayer  ! 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 
Up  to  Jehovah's  throne ; 

He  listens  to  their  humble  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 
Before  the  morning  light, — 

Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay. 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 


SOCIAL   AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

4     Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 
And  make  his  people  one. 

030*  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Social  Evening  tVorship. 

1  0,  't  is  a  scene  the  heart  to  move, 

When,  at  the  close  of  day, 
Whom  God  unites  in  Christian  love 
Unite  their  thanks  to  pay. 

2  What  though  the  number  be  but  small ; 

Whenever  two  or  three 
Join  on  the  Saviour's  name  to  call, 
There  in  the  midst  is  he. 

3  When  faithful  and  repentant  hearts 

His  heavenly  grace  ensue, 
His  grace,  intreated,  he  imparts 
To  many  or  to  few. 

4  0,  come,  then,  and,  with  joint  accord, 

In  social  worship  meet ; 
And,  mindful  of  the  Saviour's  word, 
The  Saviour's  boon  intreat. 

931.  7s.  M.  Newton. 

Parting  Hymn. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer  ! 

Tender  shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 
588 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong ; 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long, 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 


933*  C.  M.  Methodist  Coll. 

The  Same. 

1  Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 

In  singleness  of  heart ; 
We  met,  0,  Jesus,  in  thy  name, 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

2  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind ; 

Our  minds  continue  one  ; 
And,  each  to  each  in  Jesus  joined, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  Present  we  still  in  spirit  are, 

And  intimately  nigh, 
While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

4  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God ; 

Oar  life  shall  soon  appear, 
And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 
In  all  his  members  here. 

023.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian  Farewell. 

1  Thy  presence,  everlasting  God  ! 
Wide  o'er  all  nature  spreads  abroad : 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  sleep, 
In  every  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  souls  sustain ; 
When  sep'rate,  happy  if  we  share 
Thy  smiles,  thy  counsels,  and  thy  care. 

50  589 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  seek  our  comforts  near  thy  feet ; 
Still  on  our  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 

4  Give  us  in  thy  beloved  house, 
Again  to  pay  our  grateful  vows ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 


921.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Domestic  Worship. 

1  Peace  be  to  this  habitation  ; 

Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein ; 
Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation  ; 

Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin  ; 
Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Giver; 

Peace,  to  worldly  minds  unknown ; 
Peace  divine,  that  lasts  forever ; 

Peace,  that  comes  from  God  alone. 

2  Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us ; 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us ; 

Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come ; 
Eaise  to  heaven  our  expectation, 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 

In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 


93tS«  L.  M.     Doddridge  &c  Merrick 

The  Same.    Ps.  128. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
And  walks  by  his  unerring  word ; 
Comfort  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  God  will  ever  prove  his  friend. 

590 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

2  To  him  who  condescends  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  raised, 
And  daily  let  his  name  be  praised. 

3  To  him  may  each  assembled  house 
Present  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 
And  children  of  the  rising  race 

Be  taught  his  precepts  and  his  grace. 

4  When  nature  droops,  our  aged  eyes 
Shall  see  our  children's  children  rise ; 
Till  pleased  and  thankful' we  remove, 
And  join  the  family  above. 


926.  L.  M.  Scott 

Family  Religion. 

1  Where'er  the  Lord  shall  build  my  house, 

An  altar  to  his  name  I  '11  raise ; 
There,  morn  and  evening,  shall  ascend 
The  sacrifice  of  prayer  and  praise. 

2  With  duteous  mind,  the  social  band 

Shall  search  the  records  of  thy  law; 
There  learn  thy  will,  and  humbly  bow 
With  filial  reverence  and  awe. 

3  Here  may  he  fix  his  sacred  seat, 

And  spread  the  banner  of  his  love ; 
Till,  ripened  for  a  happier  state, 
We  meet  the  family  above. 

937.  L.  M.  6 1.  Methodist  Coll. 

Religion  at  Home. 

1  When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit 

Thy  book  be  my  companion  still  ; 
591 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP, 

My  joy  thy  sayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will, 
And  search  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

0  may  the  gracious  words  divine 
Mingled  with  all  my  converse  be  : 

So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 

And  walk  and  talk  himself  with  me ; 
So  shall  my  heart  his  presence  prove 
And  burn  with  everlasting  love. 

Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest. 

0,  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast, 

While,  trusting  in  my  gracious  Lord, 

1  sink  in  peaceful  dreams  away, 
And  visions  of  eternal  day  ! 

Rising  to  sing  my  Father's  praise, 
Thee  may  I  publish  all  day  long ; 

And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart  and  fill  my  tongue ; 

Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 

And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 


928.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Family  Affection  from  Religious  Principles. 

1  How  pleasing,  Lord  !  to  see, 
How  pure  is  the  delight, 

When  mutual  love,  and  love  to  thee, 
A  family  unite ! 

2  From  these  celestial  springs 
Such  streams  of  comfort  flow, 

As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 
592 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

3  No  bliss  can  equal  theirs, 
Where  such  affections  meet ; 

While  mingled  praise  and  mingled  prayers 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

4  'T  is  the  same  pleasure  fills 
The  breast  in  worlds  above ; 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


929.  C.  M.  Taylor's  Coll. 
The  Family  Altar. 

1  Great  God  !  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent, 

Let  us  an  altar  raise, 
And  there,  with  humble  frame,  present 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

2  To  thee  we  give  our  health  and  strength, 

While  health  and  strength  shall  last, 
For  future  mercies  humbly  trust, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  past. 

930.  C.  M.  Barry  Cornwall. 
For  a  Sick  Child. 

1  Send  down  thy  winged  angel,  God  ! 

Amidst  this  night  so  wild, 
And  bid  him  come  where  now  we  watch, 
And  breathe  upon  our  child  ! 

2  It  lies  upon  its  pillow,  pale, 

And  moans  within  its  sleep, 
Or  wakeneth  with  a  patient  smile, 
And  striveth  not  to  weep ! 

3  How  gentle  and  how  good  a  child 

It  is,  we  know  too  well ; 
And  dearer  to  its  parents'  hearts 
Than  our  weak  words  can  tell. 
50*  593 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

4  We  love,  —  we  wratch  throughout  the  night, 

To  aid,  where  need  may  be ; 
We  hope,  —  and  have  despaired  at  times; 
But  now  we  turn  to- thee  ! 

5  Send  down  thy  sweet-souled  angel,  God ! 

Amidst  the  darkness  wild, 
And  bid  him  soothe  our  souls  to-night, 
And  heal  our  gentle  child  ! 


931.  C.  M.  Heber. 

In  Times  of  Domestic  Distress. 

1  0  God,  that  madest  earth  and  sky ! 

The  darkness  and  the  day ! 
Give  ear  to  this  thy  family, 

And  help  us  when  we  pray ! 
For  wide  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar, 
And  heavy  grows  the  pilot's  heart 

To  view  the  rocky  shore  ! 

2  The  cross  our  Master  bore  for  us, 

For  him  we  fain  would  bear, 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns, 

And  courage  to  despair  ! 
Then  mercy  on  our  failings,  Lord ! 

Our  sinking  faith  renew ! 
And  when  thy  sorrows  visit  us, 

0  send  thy  patience  too. 

933.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Sickness  and  Recovery. 

1  Mv  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

59 1 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  I  calmly  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast, 
And  waited  for  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command,  I  come ; 
Nor  will  I  ask  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

'5  Where  thou  appointest  mine  abode 
There  would  I  choose  to  be  ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 


933.  CM.  H.K.Wmn 

A  Family  Evening  Prayer. 

1  0  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 

And  we,  a  lonely  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  lend  a  listening  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ! 
Thou  wilt ;  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  0,  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  let  contention  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 
595 


SOCIAL    AND    DOMESTIC    WORSHIP. 

4  Thus  chastened,  cleansed,  entirely  thine, 

A  flock  by  Jesus  ied, 
The  Sun  of  holiness  shall  shine 
In  glory  on  our  head. 

5  And  thou  wilt  turn  our  wandering  feet, 

And  thou  wilt  bless  our  way, 
Till  worlds  shall  fade,  and  faith  shall  greet 
The  dawn  of  lasting  day. 


934.  L.  M.  S.  S.  Cutting 

Family  Hymn.     Evening. 

1  Father,  we  bless  the  gentle  care 

That  watches  o'er  us  day  by  day, 
That  guards  us  from  the  tempter's  snare, 

And  guides  us  in  the  heavenward  way :  — 
We  bless  thee  for  the  tender  love, 

That  mingles  all  our  hearts  in  one,  — 
The  music  of  the  soul ;  —  above 

'T  is  purer  spirits'  unison. 

2  Father,  't  is  evening's  solemn  hour, 

And  cast  we  now  our  cares  on  thee ; 
Darkly  the  storm  may  round  us  lower,  — 

Peace  is  within, —  Christ  makes  us  free, — 
And  when  life's  toil  and  joy  are  o'er, 

And  evening  gathers  on  its  sky, 
Our  circle  broke,  —  we  sing  no  more, — 

O,  may  we  meet  and  sing  on  high. 
596 


MORNING   AND  EVENING   HYMNS. 

935.  L.  M.  Keble. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  Oh  !  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 
Hearts  that  with  rising  morn  arise ! 
Eyes  that  the  beam  celestial  view, 
Which  evermore  makes  all  things  new ! 

2  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove  ; 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

3  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  If,  on  our  daily  course,  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

5  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see  ; 
Some  softening  gleams  of  love  and  prayer, 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

936.  L.  M.  Bishop  Keith. 

Morning  Resolutions. 

1  Awake,  my  soul  !  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 
397 


MORNING   AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  th'  eternal  King. 

3  In  conversation  be  sincere  ; 

Keep  conscience,  as  the  noontide,  clear ; 
Think  how  the  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 


937.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Acknowledging  God's  Hand.     Morning. 

1  What  secret  hand,  at  morning  light, 

Softly  unseals  mine  eye, 
Draws  back  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
And  opens  earth  and  sky ; 

2  'Tis  thine,  my  God,  —  the  same  that  kept 

My  resting  hours  from  harm  ; 
No  ill  came  nigh  me,  for  I  slept 
Beneath  th'  Almighty's  arm. 

3  'T  is  thine,  my  daily  bread  that  brings, 

Like  manna  scattered  round, 
And  clothes  me,  as  the  lily  springs 
In  beauty  from  the  ground. 
598 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

4  In  death's  dark  valley  though  I  stray, 

'T  would  there  my  steps  attend, 
Guide  with  the  staff  my  lonely  way, 
And  with  the  rod  defend. 

5  May  that  sure  hand  uphold  me  still 

Through  life's  uncertain  race, 
To  bring  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 
And  to  thy  dwelling-place. 

938.  7s.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 
Morning  Hymn. 

1  Now,  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come ; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  clear  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 

May  we  stand,  and  watch  and  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
0,  receive  us  then  at  last ; 
Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

939.  L.  M.  Watts. 
The  Same. 

1  God  of  the  morning,  at  whose  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

5QQ 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 

The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 
And,  without  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  shines. 

3  0,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

The  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

4  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes, 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 


940.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

The  Same. 

1  Lord  of  my  life  !    0  may  thy  praise 

Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days. 
And  fills  the  circling  hours ! 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  While  many  spend  the  night  in  sighs 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  close  my  eyes 
And  undisturbed  repose. 

4  When  sleep  death's  semblance  o'er  me  spread, 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 
600 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

5  O  let  the  same  almighty  care 
My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

941.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

1  My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

942.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Edmestok. 
Confidence  in  God's  Protection. 

1  Father,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal  ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 
51  601 


MORNING   AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

Should  swift  death  this  night  overtake  us, 
And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 

May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 


943.  7s.  M.  Bowring. 

Morning  or  Evening.  —  All  from  God. 

1  Father  !  thy  paternal  care 

Has  my  guardian  been,  my  guide  ! 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 

Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied ; 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss, 

Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by; 
Every  hope  thy  offspring  is, 

Beaming  from  futurity. 

2  Every  sun  of  splendid  ray ; 

Every  moon  that  shines 'serene ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day ; 

Every  evening's  twilight  scene, 
Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings  ; 

Every  incense  at  thy  shrine ; 
These  —  and  all  life's  holiest  things, 

And  its  fairest  —  all  are  thine. 

3  And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise 

Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 

Turn  unwearied  —  righteous  One  ! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude 

There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still  through  ill  and  good, 

Fixed  and  cheered  and  counselled  there. 
602 


MORNING  AND  EVENING  HYMNS. 

944.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Sacred  Songs 
Reflections  at  Sunset. 

1  The  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west ; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  daylight's  gentle  close  ; 

May  angels  round  me  singing, 

Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 
So,  when  in  death  benighted, 
May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning, 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break ; 
0,  on  the  last  bright  morning 
May  I  in  glory  wake. 

945.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ! 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  : 
While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 
603 


MORNING   AND   EVENING   HYMNS. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear : 

O,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
Thy  love  and  kindness  in  my  heart. 

5  And  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

Still  may  I  trust  almighty  love,  — 
The  love  which  triumphs  o'er  the  tomb, 
And  leads  to  perfect  bliss  above. 


946.  L.  M.  Kenn. 

Trusting  God.     Evening  Hymn. 

1  Glory  to  ..thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light : 
Keep  me,  0,  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 

I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  0,  may  my  sou]  on  thee  repose, 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close  i 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

4  Be  thou  my  Guardian  while  I  sleep ; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

5  Lord,  let  my  heart  forever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'T  is  heaven  on  earth,  't  is  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 
604 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

04.7.  CM.  Anonymoits. 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  Indulgent  God,  whose  bounteous  care 

O'er  all  thy  works  is  shown, 
0  let  my  grateful  praise  and  prayer 
Ascend  before  thy  throne  ! 

2  What  mercies  has  this  day  bestowed ! 

How  largely  hast  thou  blest ! 

My  cup  with  plenty  overflowed, 

With  cheerfulness  my  breast. 

3  Now  may  sweet  slumbers  close  my  eyes, 

From  pain  and  sickness  free ; 
And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise 
To  meditate  on  thee. 

4  So  bless  each  future  day  and  night, 

Till  life's  fond  scene  is  o'er ; 
At  length,  to  realms  of  endless  light 
Enraptured  let  me  soar. 

948.  L.  M.  Keble. 

"  Abide  ivith  us,  for  it  is  towards  evening,  and  the  day  is  far 
s'pentP 

1  'Tis  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 

2  Sun  of  my  soul !  thou  Saviour  dear, 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near  : 

Oh  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

3  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 
51*  605 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

4  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

949.  7s.  M.  Doddridge. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1  Interval  of  grateful  shade, 
Welcome  to  my  weary  head  ! 
Welcome  slumbers  to  mine  eyes, 
Tired  with  glaring  vanities  ! 

2  My  great  Master  still  allows 
Needful  periods  of  repose  : 
By  my  heavenly  Father  blest, 
Thus  I  give  my  powers  to  rest. 

3  Heavenly  Father,  gracious  name  ! 
Night  and  day  his  love  the  same ! 
Far  be  each  suspicions  thought, 
Every  anxious  care  forgot ! 

4  Thou,  my  ever-bounteous  God, 
Crown'st  my  days  with  various  good  ; 
Thy  kind  eye  which  cannot  sleep, 
My  defenceless  hours  shall  keep. 

5  Blest  vicissitude  to  me  ! 

Day  and  night  I  'm  still  with  thee  ; 
Guarded  thus  I  sink  to  rest, 
Lodged  within  my  Father's  breast. 

950.  S.  M.  CxniTis'  Coll. 
Flight  of  Time. 

1     Another  day  is  past, 
The  hours  forever  fled, 
And  time  is  bearing  us  away 
To  mingle  with  the  dead. 

606 


MORNING  AND  EVENING  HYMNS. 

2  Our  minds  in  perfect  peace 
Our  Father's  care  shall  keep  ; 

We  yield  to  gentle  slumber  now, 
For  thou  canst  never  sleep. 

3  How  blessed,  Lord,  are  they 
On  thee  securely  stayed  ! 

Nor  shall  they  be  in  life  alarmed, 
Nor  be  in  death  dismayed. 


951.  S.  M.  Anonymous, 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  gone ; 
The  evening  shades  appear ; 

O,  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near ! 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 

So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possessed. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  us,  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears  ! 

952.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  (Peculiar.)  Kelly. 

An  Evening  Offering. 

1  Through  the  day  thy  love  hath  spared  us, 
Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest ; 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 

Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest ; 
Father,  thou  our  guardian  be, 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  thee. 
607 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

3  Pilgrims  here  on  earth  and  strangers, 
Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes,— 
Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers, 

In  thine  arms  let  us  repose, 
And,  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Rest  with  thee  in  heaven  at  last. 


953,  7s.  M.  Missionary  Mag. 

Eveni?ig  Hymn. 

1  Lord  of  glory  !   King  of  powTer ! 
In  this  lone  and  silent  hour, 
While  the  shades  of  darkness  rise, 
And  the  eve  is  on  the  skies, 

By  thy  blessing,  as  the  dews, 
Which  yon  shaded  skies  diffuse, 
Bid  our  feverish  passions  cease ; 
Calm  us  with  thy  promised  peace. 

2  Wheresoe'er  the  brow  of  pain 
Seeks  oblivion's  balm  in  vain, 
Or  the  form  of  watchful  grief 
Knows  not  of  the  night's  relief, 
There  thy  pity,  softening  power, 
There  the  spirit's  calm  restore ; 

Till  each  tongue,  from  murmuring  free, 
Wakes  the  hymn  of  praise  to  thee. 

95  J.  P.  M.  Bp.  Heeek. 

Evening  Aspiration. 

God,  that  madest  earth  and  heaven, 

Darkness  and  light, — 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night, — 
May  thine  angel  guards  defend  us, 
Slumber  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us, 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us, 

This  livelong  night. 
608 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

955.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 
Evening  Hymn.     Ps.  141 :  2. 

1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day- 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  will  commune  with  thee. 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading  eye 
Nought  escapes,  without,  within  : 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 

Open  fault  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day- 
Shall  forever  pass  away ; 
Then  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

956.  L.  M.  Ken*. 

Midnight. 

1  My  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake ; 
The  sole  possession  of  me  take ; 
From  midnight  terrors  me  secure, 

And  guard  my  heart  from  thoughts  impure. 

2  Blest  angels,  while  we  silent  lie, 
You  hallelujahs  sing  on  high ; 
You  joyful  hymn  the  Ever-blest, 
Before  the  throne,  and  never  rest. 

3  I  with  your  choir  celestial  join, 
In  offering  up  a  hymn  divine ; 
With  you  in  heaven  I  hope  to  dwell, 
And  bid  the  night  and  world  farewell, 

4  Blest  Jesus,  thou,  on  heaven  intent, 
Whole  nights  hast  in  devotion  spent; 
But  I,  frail  creature,  soon  am  tired, 
And  all  my  zeal  is  soon  expired. 

609 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

Shine  on  me,  Lord,  new  life  impart, 
Fresh  ardors  kindle  in  my  heart : 
One  ray  of  thy  all-quickening  light 
Dispels  the  sloth  and  clouds  of  night. 


957.  S.   M.  CONDEK, 

Saturday  Evening, 

1  The  hours  of  evening  close ; 
Its  lengthened  shadows,  drawn 

O'er  scenes  of  earth,  invite  repose, 
And  wait  the  Sabbath  dawn. 

2  So  let  its  calm  prevail 
O'er  forms  of  outward  care  ; 

Nor  thought  for  "  many  things"  assail 
The  still  retreat  of  prayer. 

3  Our  guardian  Shepherd  near 
His  watchful  eye  will  keep ; 

And,  safe  from  violence  and  fear. 
Will  fold  his  flock  to  sleep. 

4  So  may  a  holier  light 

Than  earth's  our  spirits  rouse, 
And  call  us,  strengthened  by  his  might. 
To  pay  the  Lord  our  vows. 

958.  L.  M.  61.  Anonymous. 

The  Same 

1  Sweet  to  the  soul  the  parting  ray, 
That  ushers  placid  evening  in, 
When  with  the  still,  expiring  day, 

The  Sabbath's  peaceful  hours  begin; 
How  grateful  to  the  anxious  breast, 
The  sacred  hours  of  holy  rest. 
610 


MORNING    AND    EVENING    HYMNS. 

2  Hushed  is  the  tumult  of  this  day, 

And  worldly  cares  and  business  cease  ; 
While  soft  the  vesper  breezes  play, 

To  hymn  the  glad  return  of  peace. 
O  season  blest !    0  moment  given 
To  turn  the  vagrant  thoughts  to  heaven. 

3  Oft  as  this  hallowed  hour  shall  come, 

O  raise  my  thoughts  from  earthly  things, 
And  bear  them  to  my  heavenly  home, 

On  living  faith's  immortal  wrings  — 
Till  the  last  gleam  of  life  decay, 
In  one  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

9o9.  L.  M.  Cunningham. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  Dear  is  the  hallowed  morn  tcr  me, 

When  Sabbath  bells  awake  the  day, 
And,  by  their  sacred  minstrelsy, 
Call  me  from  earthly  cares  away. 

2  And  dear  to  me  the  winged  hour, 

Spent  in  thy  hallowed  courts,  O  Lord ! 
To  feel  devotion's  soothing  power, 
And  catch  the  rnanna  of  thy  word. 

3  And  dear  to  me  the  loud  Amen, 

Which  echoes  through  the  blest  abode, 
Which  swells  and  sinks,  and  swells  again, 
Dies  on  the  walls,  but  lives  to  God. 

4  Oft  when  the  world,  with  iron  hands, 

Has  bound  me  in  its  six  days'  chain, 
This  bursts  them,  like  the  strong  man's  bands, 
-And  lets  my  spirit  loose  again. 

5  Go,  man  of  pleasure,  strike  thy  lyre, 

Of  broken  Sabbaths  sing  the  charms ; 
Ours  be  the  prophet's  car  of  fire 
That  bears  us  to  a  Father's  arms. 
611 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

960*  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Sabbath  Evening. 

1  There  is  a  time  when  moments  flow 

More  happily  than  all  beside ; 
It  is,  of  all  the  times  below, 
A  Sabbath  of  the  eventide 

2  0  then  the  setting  sun  shines  fair, 

And  all  below,  and  all  above, 
The  various  forms  of  Nature,  wear 
One  universal  garb  of  love. 

3  And  then  the  peace  that  Jesus  brought 

The  life  of  grace  eternal  beams, 
And  we,  by  his  example  taught, 
Improve  the  life  his  love  redeems. 

4  Delightful  scene  !  a  world  at  rest  ; 

A  God  all  love ;  no  grief,  no  fear ; 
A  heavenly  hope,  a  peaceful  breast, 
A  smile,  unsullied  by  a  tear. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


961.  L.  M.  Edwards 

Sabbath  Hymn  with  Nature. 

1  King  of  the  world  !  I  worship  thee  : 

Lord  of  the  mind  !  the  Sabbath's  thine  :  — 
A  contrite  heart,  a  bended  knee, 

To-day  shall  be  my  corn,  my  wine. 
A  choral  song  for  sacrifice 

Will  mount  as  fire,  and  heavenward  own 
The  green-leaved  earth,  through  joys  and  sighs, 
A  satellite  round  Mercy's  throne. 
612 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  The  moon  comes  up  to  wake  the  dew, 

And  hang-  a  star  on  every  leaf;  SMI 

The  sun  can  take  a  rainbow  hue, 

To  kiss  away  the  meadow's  grief; 
The  wave  will  lay  its  buoyance  by, 

To  let  the  cloud  take  anchor  there ; 
Earth,  through  her  flowers,  salutes  the  sky; 

The  sky  meets  earth  in  balmy  air. 

3  And  I  was  born  to  see  and  say 

How  beauty  beams,  without,  within  : 
From  the  fly,  made  to  gild  a  day, 

To  my  own  soul,  outliving  sin. 
Even  now  I  feel  thy  cherubim 

Have  come  to  me  from  thee,  All-wise !  — 
Then,  Silence,  thou  shalt  be  my  hymn, 

And  thought,  my  only  sacrifice. 

962.  C.  M.  Herbert. 

The  Soul's  Beauty  Unfading. 

1  Sweet  day !  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright, 

Bridal  of  earth  and  sky, 
The  dew  shall  weep  thy  fall  to-night, 
For  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

2  Sweet  rose  !  in  air  whose  odors  wave, 

And  color  charms  the  eye, 

Thy  root  is  ever  in  its  grave, 

And  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

3  Sweet  spring  !  of  days  and  roses  made, 

Whose  charms  for  beauty  vie, 
Thy  days  depart,  thy  roses  fade ; 
Thou,  too,  alas  !  must  die. 

4  Only  a  sweet  and  holy  soul 

Hath  tints  that  never  fly ; 
While  flowers  decay,  and  seasons  roll, 
This  lives,  and  cannot  die. 
52  613 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

L.   M.  BOWHING 

Evening  Hymn  with  Nature. 

To  Thee,  my  God  !  to  thee  I  bring 
The  evening's  grateful  offering ; 
From  thee,  the  source  of  joy  above, 
Flow  everlasting  streams  of  love  ; 
And  all  the  rays  of  light  that  shine, 
And  bless  creation,  Lord !  are  thine. 

The  morn,  when  stepping  down  the  hills  — 

The  noon,  which  all  creation  fills 

With  glory  ;  evening's  placid  fall , 

The  twilight  and  the  raven  pall 

Of  midnight ;  all  alike  proclaim 

Thy  great,  thine  all  impressive  name. 

And  from  the  little  worm,  whose  light 
Shines  palely  through  the  shades  of  night, 
Up  to  the  sparkling  stars  that  run 
Their  evening  rounds — or  glorious  sun, 
Rolling  his  car  to  twilight's  rest — 
All,  all  in  thee  is  bright  and  blest. 

And  over  all  —  above,  below, 

We  see  thee  —  ever-present  thou! 

In  every  wandering  rill  that  flows, 

In  every  gentle  breeze  that  blows ; 

In  every  rising,  setting  sun, 

We  trace  thee  —  own  thee  —  holy  One  ! 

Yes  !  in  the  mid-day's  fervid  beams, 
And  in  the  midnight's  shadowy  dreams, 
In  action  and  repose,  we  see, 
We  recognize  and  worship  thee  ; 
To  thee  our  worthiest  song-s  would  give, 
And  in  thee  die,  and  to  thee  live. 
614 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

964.  7s.  M.  B.  Barton. 

"He  shall  be  like  a  tree  planted  by  the  rivers  of  water." 

1  Blessed  state  !  and  happy  he 
Who  is  like  that  planted  tree ; 
Living  waters  lave  his  root, 
Bends  his  bough  with  golden  fruit. 

2  When  the  seedling  from  its  bed 
First  lifts  up  its  timid  head, 
Ministry  of  thine  must  give 

All  on  which  its  life  can  live. 

3  Showers  from  thee  must  bid  it  thrive, 
Breath  of  thine  must  oft  revive  ; 
Light  from  thee  its  bloom  supplies, — 
Left  by  thee  it  fades  and  dies. 

4  Thine,  O  Lord !  the  power  and  praise 
Which  a  sight  like  this  displays ; 
Power  of  thine  must  plant  it  there, 
Praise  of  thee  it  should  declare. 

965.  lis.  M.  (Peculiar.)  F.  Osqood. 

uEnUr  into  his   gates  with  thanksgiving,  and  into  his  courts 
with  praise." 

1  Approach  not  the  altar 

With  gloom  in  thy  soul ; 
Nor  let  thy  feet  falter, 

From  terror's  control ! 
God  loves  not  the  sadness 

Of  fear  and  mistrust ; 
Oh  serve  him  with  gladness  — 

The  Gende,  the  Just ! 

2  His  bounty  is  tender, 

His  being  is  love, 
His  smile  fills  with  splendor, 
The  blue  arch  above. 
615 


iUISCELLANEOUS. 


Confiding,  "believing, 

Oh !  enter  always, 
"  His  courts  with  thanksgiving  - 

His  nortals  with  nraise  ! " 


Confiding,  belie  vine 
Oh !  enter  alway 
His  courts  with  thanksg 
His  portals  with  praise 

Nor  come  to  the  temple 

With  pride  in  thy  mien ;. 
But  lowly  and  simple, 

In  courage  serene. 
Bring  meekly,  before  him, 

The  faith  of  a  child  : 
Bow  down  and  adore  him, 

With  heart  undefiled. 


966.  L.  M.  Miss  Carey 

Light  and  Darkness. 

1  Our  Father,  when  beside  the  tomb 

We  mourn  the  unconscious  dead  below, 
Thy  angels  come  amid  the  gloom, 

With  solace  for  our  doubt  and  woe. 
And  looking  through  the  shades  of  death 

To  that  bright  land  where  none  can  die, 
How  clearly  then  the  eye  of  faith 

Beholds  the  portals  of  the  sky  ! 

2  And  they  whose  lives  serenely  even 

In  pleasure's  flowery  way  have  kept, 
Have  never  known  the  love  of  heaven, 

As  they  whose  souls  have  mourned  and  wept ! 
For  stricken  by  the  hand  of  woe, 

The  soul  must  seek  a  Father's  love, 
And  they  who  weep  can  only  know 

What  healing  balm  is  found  above ! 

3  And  one  repentant  hour  of  tears, 

Of  sweet  communion  and  of  prayer, 
Is  worth  a  thousand,  thousand  years 

Where  pleasure's  thoughtless  children  are  I 
616 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

And  O,  if  ever  man  below 

Draws  nearer  to  the  eternal  throne, 

'T  is  when  his  soul,  subdued  by  woe, 
Seeks  refuge  with  its  God  above  ! 

967.  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"It  is  J,  be  not  afraid:1 

1  When  Power  Divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ! — be  not  afraid." 

2  So,  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove  — 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  Blessed  be  the  voice  that  breathes  from  heaven, 
To  every  heart  in  sunder  riven, 

When  love,  and  joy,  and  hope  are  fled, 
"  Lo  it  is  I ! — be  not  afraid." 


968.  L.  M.  Bowrin*. 

Joy  after  Sorrow. 

1  As,  when  the  deluge-waves  were  gone, 

Hills,  plains,  and  vales  in  freshness  burst, 
And  nature's  earliest  rainbow  shone 
On  scenes  more  lovely  than  the  first ; 

2  Loosed  from  the  ark,  a  heavenly  dove, 

The  promise-branch  of  olive  bore, — 
Pledge  of  returning  peace  and  love 

That  beamed  more  brightly  than  before  :  — 

3  So  when  affliction's  waters  glide 

From  the  enfranchised  soul  away, 
More  peaceful,  pure,  and  sanctified, 
The  soul  emerges  into  day. 
52*  617 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  And  then,  as  with  the  olive  bough 

The  heavenly  dove  of  old  drew  near. 
Some  gentle  words  of  truth  will  flow, 
In  holy  music  on  the  ear. 

5  O'er  all  the  transient  things  of  time, 

The  oblivious  foot  of  years  hath  trod ; 
But  all  that 's  sacred  and  sublime 
Stands  steadfast  as  the  truth  of  God. 

»69.  7s.  M.  Bowring, 

Pious  Worship. 

1  In  thy  courts  let  peace  be  found, 

Be  thy  temple  full  of  love ; 

There  we  tread  on  holy  ground, 

All  serene,  around,  above. 

2  While  the  knee  in  prayer  is  bent, 

While  with  praise  the  heart  o'erflows, 
Tranquillize  the  turbulent  ! 
Give  the  weary  one  repose ! 

3  Be  the  place  for  worship  meet, 

Meet  the  worship  for  the  place ; 
Contemplation's  best  retreat, 

Shrine  of  guilelessness  and  grace  ! 

4  As  an  infant  knows  its  home, 

Lord  !  may  we  thy  temples  know ; 
Thither  for  instruction  come  — 
Thence  by  thee  instructed  go. 

970.  L.  M.  Cunningham. 

An  Ancient  Church. 

1  Long  be  our  fathers'  temple  ours, 

Far  hence  the  time  in  which  it  falls ; 
A  thousand  spirits  watch  its  bowers, 
A  cloud  of  angels  guard  its  walls. 
618 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  And  be  their  shield  by  us  possessed ; 
Lord,  rear  around  the  blest  abode, 
The  buttress  of  a  holy  breast, 
The  rampart  of  a  present  God. 

971*  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Widow9 s  Prayer. 

1  Though  faint  and  sick,  and  worn  away 

With  poverty  and  woe, 
My  widowed  feet  are  doomed  to  stray 
'Mid  thorny  paths  below. 

2  Be  thou,  O  Lord,  my  Father  still, 

My  confidence  and  guide  : 

I  know  that  perfect  is  thy  will, 

Whate'er  that  will  decide. 

3  I  know  the  soul  that  trusts  in  thee 

Thou  never  wilt  forsake  ; 
And  though  a  bruised  reed  I  be, 
That  reed  thou  wilt  not  break. 

4  Then  keep  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go, 

Support  me  on  my  way, 
Though,  worn  with  poverty  and  woe, 
My  widowed  footsteps  stray. 

5  To  give  my  weakness  strength,  0  God, 

Thy  staff  shall  yet  avail ; 
And  though  thou  chasten  with  thy  rod, 
That  staff  shall  never  fail 

972  •  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Orphan's  Hymn, 

1  Where  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 
A  place  for  calm  repose  ? 
Thou,  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes  ! 

019 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  What  friend  have  I  in  heaven  or  earth, 

What  friend  to  trust  but  thee  ? 
My  father  's  dead — my  mother 's  dead ; 
My  God,  remember  me  ! 

3  Thy  gracious  promise  now  fulfil, 

And  bid  my  trouble  cease  ; 
In  thee  the  fatherless  shall  find 
Pure  mercy,  grace  and  peace. 

4  I  've  not  a  secret  care  or  pain, 

But  he  that  secret  knows  ; 
Thou,  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes  ! 


973.  7s.  M.  Bowrino 

"  The  rich  and  poor  meet  together" 

1  Come  the  rich  and  come  the  poor, 
To  the  Christian  temple  door ; 
Let  their  mingled  prayers  ascend 
To  the  universal  Friend. 

2  Here  the  rich  and  poor  may  claim 
Common  ancestry  and  name  ; 
Claim  a  common  heritage, 

In  the  gospel's  promise  page. 

3  Of  the  same  materials  wrought ; 
By  the  same  instructor  taught ; 
Walking  in  life's  common  way ; 
Tending  to  the  same  decay. 

4  Rich  and  poor  at  last  shall  meet 
At  the  heavenly  mercy  seat ; 
Where  the  name  of  rich  and  poor 
Never  shall  be  uttered  more. 

620 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

974.  L.  M.  BoWRING. 

Temptation. 

1  Oh,  what  a  struggle  wakes  within, 

When  in  the  spirit's  solitude, 
The  tempting,  treacherous  thoughts  of  sin, 
In  all  their  luring  smiles  intrude  ! 

2  'T  is  then,  my  Father !  then  I  feel 

My  nature's  weakness,  and,  oppressed, 
Like  a  poor  trembling  child  I  steal 
To  thee,  for  safety,  and  for  rest. 

3  Beneath  thy  shadow  let  me  live  ! 

Be  thou  my  Friend — my  Father  be  ! 
I  bend  in  trust — I  pray  !  forgive 
The  erring  child  that  flies  to  thee  ! 

975.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 
The  Faithful  Minister. 

1  "Let  there  be  light ! " — When  from  on  high, 

0  God,  that  first  commandment  came, 
Forth  leaped  the  sun  ;    and  earth  and  sky 
Lay  in  his  light,  and  felt  his  flame. 

2  "  Let  there  be  light !"  —  The  light  of  grace 

And  truth,  a  darkling  world  to  bless, 
Came  with  thy  word,  when  on  our  race 
Broke  forth  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

3  Light  of  our  souls  !  how  strong  it  grows  : 

That  sun,  how  wide  his  beams  he  flings, 
As  up  the  glorious  sky  he  goes, 

With  light  and  healing  in  his  wings ! 

4  Give  us  that  light !     0  God,  't  is  given  ! 

Hope  sees  it  open  heaven's  wide  halls 
To  those  who  for  the  truth  have  striven ; 
And  Faith  walks  firmly  where  it  falls. 
621 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


Churches  no  more,  in  cold  eclipse, 
Mourn  the  withholding  of  its  rays ; 

It  gilds  their  gates,  and  on  the  lips 
Of  every  faithful  preacher  plays. 


976.  P.  M.  MdoRE. 

Fall  of  Israel, 

1  Fallen  is  thy  throne,  0  Israel !  — 

Silence  is  on  all  thy  plains, — 
Thy  Swellings  all  lie  desolate, — 

Thy  children  weep  in  chains. 
Where  are  the  dews  that  fed  thee 

On  Ethan's  barren  shore  ? 
That  fire  from  heaven  that  led  thee 

Now  lights  thy  path  no  more ! 

2  Lord,  thou  didst  love  Jerusalem ! 

Once  she  was  all  thy  own ! 
Her  love  thy  fairest  heritage, 

Her  power  thy  glory's  throne ; 
Till  evil  came  and  blighted 

Thy  long-loved  olive  tree, 
And  Salem's  shrines  were  lighted 

For  other  gods  than  thee. 

3  Then  sunk  the  star  of  Solyma, 

Then  passed  her  glory's  day, 
Like  heath  that  in  the  wilderness 

The  wild  wind  whirls  away. 
Silent  and  waste  her  bowers, 

Where  once  the  mighty  trod ; 
And  sunk  those  guilty  towers, 

Where  Baal  reigned  as  God. 
622 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

977.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 
Remonstrance  with  the  Jews. 

1  Why  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 

Israel !  still  sleeps  thy  tuneful  string?  — 
Still  mute  remains  thy  sullen  tongue, 
And  Zion's  song  denies  to  sing  ? 

2  Awake  !  thy  sweetest  raptures  raise  ; 

Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains  : 
Thy  promised  King  his  sceptre  sways ; 
Jesus,  thine  own  Messiah,  reigns ! 

3  No  taunting  foes  the  song  require  : 

No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain : 
But  friends  provoke  the  silent  lyre, 
And  brethren  ask  the  holy  strain. 

4  Nor  fear  thy  Salem's  hills  to  wrong, 

If  other  lands  thy  triumph  share  : 
A  heavenly  city  claims  thy  song ; 
A  brighter  Salem  rises  there. 

5  By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam ; 

Nor,  weeping,  think  of  Jordan's  flood  : 
In  every  clime  behold  a  home, 
In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 

978.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Cowper. 
The  Glory  of  the  Redeemed. 

1  Hear  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
"  0  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you ; 
Thorns  of  heart-felt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways ; 
Ye  shall  name  your  walls,  Salvation, 
And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 
623 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


"  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow ; 
Still,  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign: 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

"  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see ; 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me ; 
God  shall  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God,  your  everlasting  light." 


979.  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns 

The  Noble  Army  of  Martyrs. 

1  The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints 

The  joyous  lay  demand  ; 
The  heart  delights  in  song  to  dwell 

On  that  victorious  band — 
Those  whom  the  senseless  world  abhorred, 

Who  cast  the  world  aside, 
Deeming  it  worthless,  for  the  sake 

Of  Christ,  their  Lord  and  Guide. 

2  For  him  they  braved  the  tyrant's  rage, 

The  scourge's  cruel  smart ; 
The  wild  beast's  fang  their  bodies  tore, 

But  vanquished  not  the  heart ; 
Like  lambs  before  the  sword  they  fell, 

Nor  cry  nor  plaint  expressed ; 
For  patience  kept  the  conscious  mind, 

And  armed  the  fearless  breast. 
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LSC£LLAN£O06. 

3  What  tongue  can  tell  the  crown  prepared 

The  martyr's  brow  to  grace  ? 
His  shining  robe,  his  joys  unknown, 

Before  thy  glorious  face  ? 
Vouchsafe  us,  Lord,  if  such  thy  will, 

Clear  skies  and  seasons  calm ; 
If  not,  the  martyr's  cross  to  bear, 

And  win  the  martyr's  palm. 


980.  6s.  M.  Luther. 

The  Death  of  Martyrs. 

1  Flung  to  the  heedless  winds, 

Or  on  the  waters  cast, 
Their  ashes  shall  be  watched, 

And  gathered  at  the  last : 
And  from  that  scattered  dust, 

Around  us  and  abroad, 
Shall  spring  a  plenteous  seed 

Of  witnesses  for  God. 

2  The  Father  hath  received 

Their  latest  living  breath ; 
Yet  vain  is  Satan's  boast 

Of  victory  in  their  death  : 
Still,  still,  though  dead,  they  speak, 

And  trumpet-tongued  proclaim 
To  many  a  wakening  land 

The  one  availing-  name. 


981  •  S.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Thanks  for  all  Saints. 

1     For  all  thy  saints,  0  God, 

Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live, 
Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 
53  625 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  0  God, 
Accept  our  thankful  cry, 

Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward, 
And  strove  in  him  to  die. 

3  They  all,  in  life  and  death, 
With  him,  their  Lord  in  view, 

Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spirit's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

4  For  this  thy  name  we  bless, 
And  humbly  beg  that  we 

May  follow  them  in  holiness, 
And  live  and  die  in  thee. 


983.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  (Peculiar.)     Meth.  Coll. 

Quiet  Religion. 

1  Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 
Bid  my  quiet  spirit  hear 

The  comfort  of  thy  voice  ; 
Never  in  the  whirlwind  found, 

Or  wrhere  earthquakes  rock  the  place 
Still  and  silent  is  the  sound, 

The  whisper  of  thy  grace. 

2  From  the  world  of  sin,  and  noise, 

And  hurry,  I  withdraw ; 
For  the  small  and  inward  voice 

I  wait  with  humble  awe ; 
Silent  I  am  now  and  still, 

Dare  not  in  thy  presence  move  ; 
To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  secret  of  thy  love. 
626 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


983.  L.  M.  8 1.  H.  Ballou,  2d. 
"A  Hiding-place  from  the  Wind"  fyc. 

1  When  dread  misfortune's  tempests  rise, 
And  roar  through  all  the  darkened  skies, 
Where  shall  the  anxious  pilgrim  gain 

A  shelter  from  the  wind  and  rain? 
Within  the  covert  of  thy  grace, 
O  Lord,  there  is  a  hiding-place, 
Where,  unconcerned,  we  hear  the  sound, 
Though  storm  and  tempest  rage  around. 

2  When,  wandering  o'er  the  desert  bare 
Of  burning  sands  and  sultry  air, 

We  've  sought  the  cheerless  region  through, 
But  found  no  stream  to  meet  our  view, — 
'T  is  then,  the  rivers  of  thy  love, 
Descending  from  thy  throne  above, 
Supply  our  wants,  and  soothe  our  pain, 
And  raise  our  fainting  souls  again. 

3  When  in  a  weary  land  we  tire, 
And  our  exhausted  powers  expire, 
With  toil,  and  care,  and  heat  oppressed, 
Where  shall  our  languid  spirits  rest  ? 
0,  who  could  bear  the  blasting  ray, 
And  all  the  burden  of  the  day, 

Did  not  a  Rock  in  Zion  stand, 
O'ershading  all  this  weary  land ! 

984.  CM.  H.Ware 

On  Opening  an  Organ. 

1  All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare 
To  whom  they  all  belong ; 
There  is  a  voice  in  every  star, 
In  every  breeze  a  song. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

Sweet  music  fills  the  world  abroad 
With  strains  of  love  and  power ; 

The  stormy  sea  sings  praise  to  God — 
The  thunder  and  the  shower. 

2  To  God  the  tribes  of  ocean  cry, 

And  birds  upon  the  wing  ; 
To  God,  the  powers  that  dwell  on  high 

Their  tuneful  tribute  bring. 
Like  them  let  man  the  throne  surround, 

With  them  loud  chorus  raise, 
While  instruments  of  loftiest  sound 

Assist  his  feeble  praise. 

3  Great  God !  to  thee  we  consecrate 

Our  voices  and  our  skill ; 
We  bid  the  pealing  organ  wait 

To  speak  alone  thy  will. 
Oh,  teach  its  rich  and  swelling  notes 

To  lift  our  souls  on  high ; 
And  while  the  music  round  us  floats, 

Let  earth-born  passion  die. 

985.  CM.  L.  H.  Sigourney. 

Marriage  Hymn. 

1  Not  for  the  summer's  hour  alone, 

When  skies  resplendent  shine, 
And  youth  and  pleasure  fill  the  throne, 
Our  hearts  and  hands  we  join ; 

2  But  for  those  stern  and  wintry  days 

Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  fear, 
When  Heaven's  wise  discipline  doth  make 
Our  earthly  journey  drear ;  — 

3  Not  for  this  span  of  life  alone, 

Which  like  a  blast  doth  fly, 
And  as  the  transient  flowers  of  grass 
Just  blossom,  droop,  and  die;  — 

628 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  But  for  a  being  without  end 
This  vow  of  love  we  take  ; 
Grant  us,  0  God,  one  home  at  last, 
For  thy  great  mercy's  sake. 

986.  7s.  &  6s.  M.  Heber. 

The  Same. 

1  When  on  her  Maker's  bosom  % 

The  new-born  earth  was  laid, 
And  nature's  opening  blossom 

Its  fairest  bloom  displayed ; 
When  all  with  fruits  and  flowers, 

The  laughing  soil  was  dressed, 
And  Eden's  fragrant  bowers 

Received  their  human  guest, — 

2  No  sin  his  face  defiling, 

The  heir  of  nature  stood, 
And  God,  benignly  smiling, 

Beheld  that  all  was  good. 
Yet  in  that  hour  of  blessing 

A  single  want  was  known, — 
A  wish  the  heart  distressing,  — 

For  Adam  was  alone. 

3  0  God  of  pure  affection, 

By  men  and  saints  adored, 
0,  give  us  thy  protection 

Around  this  nuptial  board : 
May  thy  rich  bounties  ever 

To  wedded  love  be  shown, 
And  no  rude  hand  dissever 

Whom  thou  hast  linked  in  one, 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

987.  L.  M.  c.  Sprague. 

For  the  Blessing  of  Schools. 

1  0  Tnotr,  at  whose  dread  name  we  bend, 

To  whom  our  purest  vows  we  pay, 
God  over  all,  in  love  descend, 
And  bless  the  labors  of  this  day. 

2  Our  fathers  here,  a  pilgrim  band, 

Fixed  the  proud  empire  of  the  free  : 
Art  moved  in  gladness  o'er  the  land, 
And  Faith  her  altars  reared  to  thee. 

3  Here,  too,  to  guard,  through  every  age, 

The  sacred  rights  their  valor  won, 
They  bade  instruction  spread  her  page, 
And  send  down  truth  from  sire  to  son. 

4  Here  still,  through  all  succeeding  time, 

Their  stores  may  truth  and  learning  bring, 
And  still  the  anthem-note  sublime 
To  thee  from  children's  children  sing. 

988.  L.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 
Dedication  of  a  School-house. 

1  God  of  our  fathers  !  from  whose  hand 

Came  all  our  lights  and  blessings  down, — 
Who  this  devoted,  favored  land 

Dost  with  thy  choicest  mercy  crown  ! 

2  To  Learning  and  to  Knowledge  reared — 

We  dedicate  with  prayer  and  praise 
This  edifice,  to  thee,  revered 

Above  all  gods,  through  endless  days ! 

3  Accept  the  offering  —  deign  to  dwell 

With  thy  confiding  children  here ; 
The  shades  of  Ignorance  dispel, — 
In  Truth's  omnipotence  appear ! 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Here  through  successive  years  may  come 

The  youthful  mind — fair  Wisdom's  guest; 
Long  be  this  house  Instruction's  home, 
When  those  who  reared  it  sink  to  rest. 

989.  6s.  &  4s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams 

The  Same. 

1  Raise  the  adoring  song ! 
Praises  to  God  belong, 

In  this  glad  hour ! 
He  who  from  worlds  on  high, 
Spreads  over  earth  and  sky 
Proofs  of  his  majesty, 

Goodness  and  power ! 

2  Praise,  that  Instruction's  voice 
Bids  the  young  heart  rejoice 

In  this  fair  land  ; 
Praise,  that  the  humblest  mind 
Wisdom's  true  light  may  find, 
Ground  on  which  all  inclined 

Freely  may  stand. 

3  Source  of  all  holiness  ! 
With  thy  rich  favor  bless 

This  house  of  thine ; 
Here  be  true  knowledge  sought, 
Here  purest  wisdom  taught, 
Wisdom  with  Freedom  fraught, 

Freedom  divine  ! 

990.  C.   M.  P.  H.  SwEETSER. 

The  Same. 

1  Let  monumental  pillars  rise 
In  majesty  sublime  — 
Their  granite  columns  shall  decay 
Before  the  touch  of  time. 
631 


•  MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  But  mind,  enlightened  and  refined, 

Shall  live  beyond  the  sky, 

And  heavenly  sciences  explore, 

When  time  itself  shall  die  ! 

3  A  nobler  monument  we  raise 

Than  costly  marble  pile  — 

A  beacon  light  to  lead  the  way 

From  ignorance  and  guile. 

4  This  house,  with  prayer,  0  God,  we  give 

To  truth's  supreme  control ; 
To  virtue  and  progressive  thought, 
The  riches  of  the  soul. 


001*  L.  M.  Anonymous 

The  River  of  Life. 

1  There  is  a  pure  and  peaceful  wave, 

That  issues  from  the  throne  of  love, 
Whose  waters  gladden  as  they  lave 
The  bright  and  heavenly  courts  above. 

2  In  living  streams  behold  that  tide 

Through  Christ  the  rock  profusely  burst; 
And  in  his  word,  behold  supplied 

The  fount  for  which  our  spirits  thirst. 

3  The  pilgrim  faint,  who  seems  to  sink 

Beneath  the  sultry  sky  of  time, 
May  here  repose,  and  freely  drink 
The  waters  of  that  better  clime. 

4  And  every  soul  may  here  partake 

The  blessings  of  the  fount  above  ; 
And  none  who  drink  will  e'er  forsake 
The  crystal  stream  of  boundless  love. 

032 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

992.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Anonymous* 

The  Soldier  of  the  Cross. 

1  Soldier,  to  tlie  contest  pressing, 

Onward,  let  thy  watchword  be  ; 
God  upon  thee  pours  his  blessing; 
What  though  man  derideth  thee  ! 

2  Onward,  though  the  fagot's  burning 

By  thy  pathway's  only  light ; 
Onward,  death  and  danger  spurning ;. 
Onward  in  the  path  of  right ! 

3  God,  for  all  thy  wants  providing, 

Armor  trusty  hath  for  thee ; 
Gird  thyself,  in  him  confiding, 
With  the  goodly  panoply : 

4  Kighteousness  thy  breast  defending,. 

And  thy  feet  with  justice  shod : 
Onward ;  with  the  foe  contending, 
Wield  thy  sword,  the  word  of  God. 

5  Thine  the  helmet  of  salvation, 

Faith  thy  mighty  shield  shall  be ; 
And  let  prayer  and  supplication, 
Lance  and  glorious  falchion  be ; 

6  Onward  then,  with  bold  contending, 

In  the  path  the  martyrs  trod  : 
God  to  thee  his  strength  is  lending ; 
Onward,  in  the  strength  of  God. 

993.  CM.  Anonymous. 

On  Occasion  of  a  Destructive  Fire. 

1  Eternal  God,  our  humbled  souls 
Before  thy  presence  bow ; 
With  all  thy  wasting  magazines, 
How  terrible  art  thou! 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  The  flames  thy  messengers  become, 

And  their  destruction  pour, 
And  that  which  we  in  strength  had  reared 
Lies  mouldered  in  an  hour. 

3  Within  our  pleasant  places,  Lord, 

Destruction  rears  its  head, 
And  blackened  walls  and  smoking  heaps 
Along  our  streets  are  spread. 

4  Lord,  in  this  hour  we  come  to  thee, 

With  awe  adore  thy  name ; 
Yet  bless  the  hand  of  guardian  love, 
That  snatched  us  from  the  flame. 


994.  C.  M.  £.  H.  Chapin. 

During  or  after  a  Great  Storm. 

1  Amid  surrounding  gloom  and  waste, 

From  nature's  face  we  flee ; 
And  in  our  fear  and  wonder  haste 

0  nature's  life,  to  thee  ! 
Thy  ways  are  in  the  mighty  deep ; 

In  tempests  as  they  blow ; 
In  floods  that  o'er  our  treasures  sweep ; 

The  lightning ;  and  the  snow. 

2  Though  earth  upon  its  axis  reels, 

And  heaven  is  veiled  in  wrath ; 
Not  one  of  nature's  million  wheels 

Breaks  its  appointed  path  ; 
Fixed  in  thy  grasp,  the  sources  meet 

Of  beauty  and  of  awe  ; 
In  storm  or  calm,  all  pulses  beat 

True  to  the  central  law. 

3  Thou  art  that  law,  whose  will  thus  done 

In  seeming  wreck  and  blight, 
Sends  the  calm  planets  round  the  sun, 
And  pours  the  moon's  soft  light. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

We  trust  thy  love  ;  thou  best  dost  know 

The  universal  peace  ; 
How  long  the  stormy  force  should  blow, 

And  when  the  flood  should  cease. 

And  though  around  our  path  some  form 

Of  mystery  ever  lies, 
And  life  is  like  the  calm  and  storm 

That  checker  earth  and  skies, 
Through  all  its  mingling  joy  and  dread. 

Permit  us,  Holy  One, 
By  faith  to  see  the  golden  thread 

Of  thy  great  purpose  run. 


>•  CM.  Addisor. 

The  Traveller's  Hymn. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blest,  0  Lord  ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help  omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
They  pass  unhurt  through  burning  climes, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  every  soil, 

Slakes  every  region  please  ; 
The  hoary,  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  boisterous  seas. 

4  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  adore, 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
635 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

996-  L.  M.  H.  Bacon. 

Influence  of  Christian  Woman.     Matt.  26  :  13. 

1  "Where'er  my  Gospel  is  proclaimed, 

Through  the  long  ages  yet  to  be, 
There  shall  this  deed  of  love  be  named 
Which  she  this  hour  hath  done  for  me." 

2  Lord,  while  our  eyes  on  Mary  rest, 

And  see  the  precious  perfume  poured, 
With  thrilling  power  our  thoughts  invest 
The  sacred  record  of  thy  word. 

3  We  bring  to  God,  in  thy  dear  name, 

The  tribute  of  our  grateful  praise, 
For  many  a  deed,  unknown  to  fame. 
Where  woman  her  true  homage  pays. 

4  The  wife,  the  mother,  sister,  friend, — 

All  holy  may  her  influence  be ! 
The  sweetness  of  her  kindness  blend 
With  Temperance,  Truth,  and  Charity. 

5  Oh  not  a  work  is  wrought  in  vain 

Where  love  like  Mary's  fills  the  heart; 
Memorials  of  that  love  remain, 
A  sacred  influence  to  impart. 

997.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

"  She  hath  done  what  she  could"     Mark  14  :  8. 

1  Bless,  0  bless,  Almighty  Father, 

Woman's  mission  with  our  race, — 
Her  fond  strivings  here  to  gather 
Fruits  of  thy  redeeming  grace. 

2  Though  her  way  be  not  where  honor 

Wins  the  gazing  world's  acclaim, 
Yet  we  bless  thee  that  upon  her 
Rests  the  power  of  Jesus'  name. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  In  that  name,  0  Father,  strengthen 

Her  full  heart  and  ready  hands  ; 
May  her  efforts  serve  to  lengthen 
Christian  love's  encircling  bands. 

4  Where  the  mourning  and  the  needy 

And  the  suffering  faint  and  die, 
Be  her  presence  sure  and  speedy, 
Mercy's  blessings  to  supply. 

5  Where  old  error's  words  are  spoken, 

Be  truth's  witness  by  her  given, 
Till,  the  spell  of  bondage  broken, 
Earth  redeemed  resembles  heaven. 


998.  C.  M.  Barton. 

"Walk  in  the  Light." 

1  Walk  in  the  light !  so  shalt  thou  know 

That  fellowship  of  love, 
His  Spirit  only  can  bestow, 
Who  reigns  in  light  above. 

2  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thou  shalt  own 

Thy  darkness  passed  away, 
Because  that  light  hath  on  thee  shone 
In  which  is  perfect  day. 

3  Walk  in  the  light !  and  e'en  the  tomb 

Xo  fearful  shade  shall  wear ; 
Glory  shall  chase  away  its  gloom, 
For  Christ  hath  conquered  there  ! 

4  Walk  in  the  light !  and  thine  shall  be 

A  path,  though  thorny,  —  bright : 
For  God,  by  grace,  shall  dwell  in  thee, 
And  God  himself  is  light ! 
51  637 


MISCELLANEOUS. 
009.  L.    M.  A^ONVMOTTS 

The  Cause  of  Humanity  Hopeful. 

1  The  past  is  dark  with  sin  and  shame, 

The  future  dim  with  doubt  and  fear  ; 
But,  Father,  yet  we  praise  thy  name, 
Whose  guardian  love  is  always  near ! 

2  For  man  has  striven  ages  long 

With  faltering  steps  to  come  to  thee, 
And  in  each  purpose  high  and  strong 
The  influence  of  thy  grace  could  see. 

3  He  could  not  breathe  an  earnest  prayer 

But  thou  wert  kinder  than  he  dreamed, 
As  age  by  age  brought  hopes  more  fair, 
And  nearer  still  thy  kingdom  seemed. 

4  But  never  rose  within  his  breast, 

A  trust  so  calm  and  deep  as  now ; 
Shall  not  the  weary  find  a  rest? 
Father  !  Preserver  !  answer  thou  ! 

5  'T  is  dark  around,  't  is  dark  above, 

But  through  the  shadow  streams  the  sun  ; 
We  cannot  doubt  thy  certain  love, 

And  man's  great  aim  shall  yet  be  won ! 

1000.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Joyful  Hope. 

1  Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do,  or  bear. 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee  ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  ;  — 

Child  of  heaven  !  canst  thou  repine  ? 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  with  faith,  and  winged  with  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there : 
Soon  shall  cease  thine  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 


1001.  S.  M.  Wesleyan 

For  a  Holy  Heart. 

1  Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 
Thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 

And  by  thy  holy  spirit  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart. 

My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee ; 

Let  nought  my  purpose  move ; 
0,  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be, 

And  more  intense  my  love  ! 

2  Long  as  my  trials  last, 
Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 

0,  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer  ! 

Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace, 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 


1002.  8s.  &  7s.  M.  Waterston. 

u  As  for  the  truth,  it  endureth  and  is  always  strong." 

1  Theories,  which  thousands  cherish, 
Pass  like  clouds  that  sweep  the  sky ; 
Creeds  and  dogmas  all  may  perish ; 
Truth  herself  can  never  die. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  From  the  glorious  heavens  above  her, 

She  has  shed  her  beams  abroad, 
That  the  souls  who  truly  love  her, 
May  become  the  sons  of  God. 

3  Worldlings  blindly  may  refuse  her, 

Close  their  eyes  and  call  it  night ; 
Learned  scoffers  may  abuse  her, 
But  they  cannot  quench  her  light ! 

4  Thrones  may  totter,  empires  crumble, 

All  their  glories  cease  to  be ; 
While  she,  Christ-like,  crowns  the  humble, 
And  from  bondage  sets  them  free. 

5  God  himself  will  e'er  defend  her 

From  the  fury  of  her  foe, 
Till  she,  in  her  native  splendor, 
Sits  enthroned  o'er  all  below. 


1003.  7s.  M.  61.  Anonymous. 

Active  Benevolence. 

1  In  the  morning  sow  thy  seed, 

Nor  at  eve  withhold  thy  hand  ; 
Who  can  tell  which  may  succeed, 

Or  if  both  alike  shall  stand, 
And  a  glorious  harvest  bear, 
To  reward  the  sower's  care  ? 

2  Sow  it  'mid  the  haunts  of  vice  — 

Scenes  of  infamy  and  crime; 
Suddenly,  may  Paradise 

Burst,  as  m  the  northern  clime 
Spring,  with  all  its  verdant  race, 
Starts  from  Winter's  cold  embrace. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

Sow  it  with  unsparing  hand  ; 

'T  is  the  kingdom's  precious  seed, 
'T  is  the  Master's  great  command, 

And  his  grace  shall  crown  the  deed ; 
He  hath  said,  the  precious  grain 
Never  shall  be  sown  in  vain. 


1004.  H.  M.  J.  G.  Adams. 

Death  of  a  Magistrate  or  Public  Man. 

1  Death  moves  with  victor's  tread 

In  our  high  places,  Lord! 
The  honorable  dead 

We  mourn  with  one  accord  ; 
Our  souls,  oppressed,  before  thee  bow, 
Heed  thou  the  prayer,  accept  the  vow. 

2  While  thus  we  feel  the  rod 

Of  thine  afflictive  love, 
Teach  us,  our  fathers'  God, 

Thy  justice  to  approve. 
Though  all  thy  ways  we  cannot  trace, 
May  we  not  doubt  thy  guardian  grace. 

3  0  keep  us  in  thy  hand, 

A  chosen  race  for  thee ; 
And  make  our  own  loved  land 

The  true  home  of  the  free  ; 
Where  sin  shall  cease,  and  righteousness 
Forever  dwell,  forever  bless. 

11  €05.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourney. 

True  Prayer. 

1  The  Lord  is  on  his  holy  throne, 
He  sits  in  kingly  state ; 
Let  those  who  for  his  favors  seek, 
In  humble  silence  wait. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 


True  prayer  is  not  th'  imposing  sound 
That  clamorous  lips  repeat ; 

But  the  deep  silence  of  a  soul 
That  clasps  Jehovah's  feet. 


1006.  H.  M. 

Doxology. 

Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

Forever  bless  his  name ; 
Let  earth,  and  seas,  and  sky 
His  wondrous  love  proclaim ; 
To  him  be  praise 

And  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth, 
And  all  in  heaven. 


1007.  7s.  M. 

The  Same. 

Praise  to  God !  immortal  praise 
From  the  heavens,  the  earth,  the  seas ! 
All  in  one  vast  chorus  join, 
To  extol  the  name  divine ! 


1008. 


L.  M. 

The  Same. 


Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow! 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ! 
Praise  him,  above,  ye  heavenly  throng ! 
Praise  God,  our  Father,  in  your  song ! 
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T~37^3^M 


